My father!

I was born and raised in the church. Baptized at a young age. Loved going to church learning about the Lord. Spent a lot of time praise dancing with my sisters and cousins which spread to our church family real soon. I was taught the way to live following Christ but I like many others lost my way. Being young is no excuse for not living your life the way the Lord attended for you to live it. Even right in the church I was tempted with so many worldly things but how many people know that the devil is everywhere. I looked for love from everywhere but from the place I needed to look for it, the father. I never forgot about him. He was always in the back of my mind, calling on him when times got rough. He should have never been at the back of anything he never puts us at the back of anything but we are so quick to replace him with something or someone new. Through all of this he remains faithful. I am sorry father I have come back home to you.