Living Miracle

Greg Perry

Description

Greg Perry considers himself a living miracle. The youngest of six kids, Greg grew up in South-Central Los Angeles, running the streets and living life in the fast lane. One day, Greg came to a turning point and surrendered his life to God. Greg’s life is a true rags to riches story that has taken him from poverty to a life of spiritual, family, business, and financial wealth. Greg is a successful businessman, entrepreneur, community leader, mentor, family man, and father. He is blessed beyond his wildest imagination. Greg became an overnight superstar in real estate and a self-made millionaire. He has been blessed with a wonderful wife and seven beautiful, healthy children. Through Greg’s life-long experiences of joy and pain, success and failure, he discovered how to play the game of Life and win. When people ask, “What is the key to your success?” Greg always says, “G-O-D.” Greg knew that to truly succeed in life, he had to put God first, help others, and be an outstanding person. Greg is on a mission to change the world, make a difference, and teach others that they have the power within to change their life and achieve true wealth in every aspect of life. Currently, Greg is the President and CEO of Lifestyles of Success, a life-changing brand that includes 12 affiliated companies. Greg’s amazing life story, Living Miracle, reveals his incredible and inspiring personal journey to a life of health, wealth, and success. Greg’s life is a living testament to the power of prayer, faith, and action.

Sujets

• Santé et bien-être
• Développement personnel
• développement personnel
• Self-help
• Inspirational
• Motivational

Informations

• Publié par: Outskirts Press
• Date de parution: 01 mars 2016
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781478773740
• Langue: English

Extrait

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LIVING MIRACLE
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Copyright © 2016 Greg Perry
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ISBN: 978-1-4787-7374-0

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Introduction
This is Greg Perry: a successful businessman, entrepreneur, community leader, mentor, family man, and father, who has spent his entire life discovering the steps to successful living. Through Greg’s years of joy and pain, success and failure, he has discovered how to play the game of life and win. Greg’s life is a true rags to riches story; one that has taken him from poverty to a life of spiritual, business, family, and financial wealth.
Greg Perry wants to share the knowledge he has gained. His dynamic and powerful story will show you how you can achieve true wealth, success, balance, and peace of mind. You too can discover the power within you to change your life.
CONTENTS
Chapter 1: In the Beginning
Chapter 2: Dad Passes
Chapter 3: Meeting My Jewish Family
Chapter 4: Running with the Crowd
Chapter 5: Crips and Brims
Chapter 6: Deedee and Fred
Chapter 7: Mom’s Prayer of Protection
Chapter 8: Going to Jail
Chapter 9: O.J. and Moody
Chapter 10: On Top of Ol’ Smokey
Chapter 11: The Raymond Crips and R.B.
Chapter 12: Slim and The Centerviews
Chapter 13: Life Weeds You Out
Chapter 14: Pull the Trigger
Chapter 15: Get a Job
Chapter 16: Lessons From Fred
Chapter 17: Wheeling and Dealing
Chapter 18: I Don’t Wanna Die Like This
Chapter 19: Bellingham and Seattle
Chapter 20: Going to Rehab
Chapter 21: Miracles and Sobriety
Chapter 22: Rae Goes Away
Chapter 23: Deedee and the BMW
Chapter 24: Sheri
Chapter 25: You Can’t Give Away Something You Don’t Have
Chapter 26: The NFL
Chapter 27: An Ordained Minister?
Chapter 28: Keith Turns It Around
Chapter 29: Cash Flow System
Chapter 30: A Real Estate Superstar
Chapter 31: Million-Dollar Marketing
Chapter 32: The Official Real Estate Partner of the Seattle Seahawks
Chapter 33: Michael’s Miracle
Chapter 34: High Rolling in Las Vegas
Chapter 35: Laws of the Universe
Chapter 36: Starting Life Over Every Day
Chapter 37: Creating Lifestyles of Success
Chapter 38: Principles of Lifestyles of Success
Chapter 39: Reaching Out and Giving Back
Chapter 40: Meeting Mr. Li
Chapter 41: Lifestyles and Tiens
Chapter 42: Setting Up North America
Chapter 43: Going International
Chapter 44: Storm in San Francisco
Chapter 45: Tiens Turning Point
Chapter 46: Facing the Fallout
Chapter 47: Raquel’s First Miracle
Chapter 48: Miracle on the Mountain
Chapter 49: An Old Friend Returns
Chapter 50: The Rise and Fall of Greg Perry Real Estate
Chapter 51: My Blessed Family
Chapter 52: Coaching Up Kids
Chapter 53: My Kids
Chapter 54: A Ph.D. in Life
Chapter 55: The Here and Now
Greg Perry’s Top 30 Success Tips
You Must Not Quit
Dedications
Angela, Me, Mom, Michael, London, Adrienne, Gail.
Chapter 1
In the Beginning
I was born in the South Central part of Los Angeles, California on June 28, 1960. I was the youngest of six children, with four older sisters and an older brother. My mother, Lois Perry, was the best mom in the world. My father was John Perry. My oldest sister, Gail, was 18 years older than me. After Gail came my sister Brenda, my sister Adrienne, my brother Michael, my sister Angela, and then me. I had an incredible childhood in terms of adventure and drama, but on a worldly level, we were pretty poor. My dad was a struggling attorney, and my mom was a clerk at a local department store called Broadway. Our family of eight lived in a two bedroom, one bath unit of a four-plex apartment, on the corner of Kenwood and Jefferson in the South Central part of Los Angeles.
I was running the streets from the time I was four years old. With so many other kids in the family, I guess I got lost in the shuffle because I was the baby. Even as a little kid, I knew I could do just about anything I wanted. What I wanted to do more than anything early in my life was set things on fire. I was a little pyromaniac; I just loved playing with matches and starting fires. First, I set our living room sofa on fire. Another time, I threw some clothes over a lamp in the bedroom and set the wall on fire.
One time when I was five years old, I was at my best friend’s house. We were playing up in the attic, and I lit a box full of newspapers on fire. Then my friend and I went outside. A few hours later, when we were playing outside, we heard fire trucks coming through the neighborhood. We ran to see where the fire trucks were going, and when we got to my friend’s house, the house was on fire. I remember watching the firemen hitting the house with their axes, trying to put out the fire. It never dawned on me that I had set the house on fire. When we came running back to the house, my friend’s parents grabbed him and said, “Oh my gosh, we’ve been looking all over for you!” They said they didn’t know how the house had caught on fire, but they were glad we were okay. Then my friend said, “I know what happened – Greg set the house on fire. He lit the boxes in the attic with some matches.”
At that point, it occurred to me what I had done. I immediately turned and ran home as fast as I could, crying every step of the way. I ran straight into my house and told my dad, “Dad, I caught my friend’s house on fire!” From the time I was a little kid, my dad had always taught me if I told him the truth, I wouldn’t get in trouble. I recall two detectives coming to our house a few days later. My dad stepped outside to talk with them, and that was the last thing I ever heard about that fire. In the end, I didn’t even get in trouble, because I had told my dad the truth.
Another reminder of my dad’s lesson about always telling the truth came from an incident when I was about five years old, when I went to the store and shoplifted some candy and gum. Later that day, when I saw my dad, he asked me how I was doing, and what I was chewing on. I answered, “Oh, it’s just some gum.” My dad said, “Some gum, huh? Well, where did you get it?” I said, “From the store.” My dad said, “Oh, that’s good. How did you get it from the store when you don’t have any money?” Before I answered, I thought long and hard, because I remembered my dad’s lesson about telling the truth. I thought to myself, “If I lie now, he’s gonna know I didn’t have any money, and that I stole the gum, and then I’ll be in big trouble. If I tell the truth, I won’t get in trouble – but then I’ll have to face the humiliation of admitting to my dad what I did.” So I said, “Dad, I stole the gum.” He said, “Okay, go get in my car right now.” We went back to the store, where I returned the rest of the gum and candy, and then my father made me apologize to the store manager for stealing it. I was so embarrassed that I never stole from that store again. My father taught me another valuable lesson that day: that the truth will always set you free.
I only got one spanking from my father – for the time I took the girl who lived across the street and ran away from home when I was five years old. My girl and I thought we were just taking a vacation, running away for the day. But I guess my dad didn’t see it that way. I remember a guy in a truck pulling up next to us and asking me if my girlfriend and I wanted a ride. My dad had taught me to never accept rides from strangers, so we said no and kept walking. I also remember stopping at the Thrifty store, where we took off our old tennis shoes and put on some brand new shoes so we would be comfortable on our trip. We came around a corner when another car pulled up next to us. This time, it was my father and my sister, Adrienne. My dad grabbed my little girlfriend and I and took us straight home. I’ll never forget when we pulled up to our house, there were mobs of people standing around outside. It was only later that I found out that my family, all our friends, and our neighbors were worried to death about us, and that half of South Central was out looking for my girlfriend and I. My dad brought me in the house, closed the door, and whipped my butt good. That was the only spanking I ever got from my dad, but it definitely left a mark, literally and figuratively.
Another great memory I have of my dad is of him taking all the kids in the neighborhood out for ice cream, to the beach, and on family vacations and outings. It seemed like my dad had a different car every month, because he used to leave his keys in his car with the car running, and inevitably the car would get stolen. The police used to get frustrated with my dad, because he would never press charges against the kids who had stolen his car. A few times, the kids got in serious accidents after stealing the cars, but still my dad refused to press charges.
One of the best things about growing up in South Central L.A. was that I always had so much fun. With a big family like ours, there was always a lot going on. I had discovered very early in life that, as the baby of the family, I could get away with some things my siblings couldn’t get away with. For example, every summer my friends and I used to have our annual go-cart races. We would steal shopping carts from the nearby market, take off the wheels, then fix up the carts with string, plywood, ironing boards, or anything else we could find to cre