Many young people are no longer used by God because they put their family in first place. As a result they fail to develop their life with God and end up not maturing as they should.<\/p>
\nThey then choose to leave the church, or they become just another person in it.
\n<\/p>\n
They are there, but they have no goals. I’m talking about this because I’ve been there.<\/p>\n
Let me tell you a little about my life:<\/p>\n
I didn’t have a childhood. Due to the spiritual problems they faced, I grew up without the love and affection of my parents. I was often beaten by my mother for being a very active, curious, fearless and, at times, shameless child.<\/p>\n
From a very young age I had to work at home, which turned me into a rebellious child. When I was six, I witnessed a betrayal, which only increased my pain. My rebelliousness had now turned into hatred!<\/p>\n
I grew up haunted by this situation.<\/p>\n
In school, I never got along with anyone. I would actually hurt everyone. I couldn’t understand why the other parents brought their children to school, and I was always alone…since the age of seven.<\/p>\n
I would often see others showing gestures of affection and ask myself: “Why aren’t my parents like that? Why do I have to come to school alone? What did I do wrong?”<\/p>\n
As the years passed, my hatred grew! Everything I did was to focus someone’s attention on me, especially my mother’s, but it never worked! She didn’t care! It was as if I wasn’t her daughter.<\/p>\n
During activities I had in school, such as Mother’s Day, or any sports competition or presentation on special days, she would never participate nor value the gifts I gave her. It hurt so much!<\/p>\n
This inevitable frustration continued following me.When I was only eight years old, I lost a brother and was blamed for it by my mother! There was so much contempt against me that, at that time, I wished to be buried with my brother.<\/p>\n
At the age of twelve, I started to get out of the house more. I made new friends and, as a result, missed classes, eventually failing that year in school.<\/p>\n
I was then taken out of school!<\/p>\n
From that point onwards, I started investing my time in hurting her for everything she had done. I was a teenager but I couldn’t talk to her about the things that were happening to me, because to me, she was a stranger!<\/p>\n
When I met my first boyfriend, I wanted to share the news with my mother, but she didn’t want to hear about it. She said I was \u201cjust another girl\u201d, once again, hurting me …<\/p>\n
That’s how I suffered…until I found the church.<\/p>\n
What’s interesting is, it was my mother who first prayed and interceded for me, because she saw me as a problem. She herself never tried to change…<\/p>\n
There’s more next week…<\/strong><\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" They then choose to leave the church, or they become just another person in 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