FALLING AWAY
Growing up, I didn't have much to stress about, even though I didn't have a lot and some days went by with nothing to eat. I'm from a small family of five, with two older brothers. My mother was a Jehovah's Witness and taught me to fear God, Jehovah, and that He is always watching over me and listens to us when we pray to Him. "The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom" (Proverbs 9:10). Like many believers, I was fully devoted with unshakable faith. Even in primary school, I'd stand up for what I believed in and go door-to-door spreading the gospel. "Go and make disciples of all nations" (Matthew 28:19). In every situation, I'd pray about it. "Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you" (1 Peter 5:7). My father, who worked in the mines, would visit us once or twice a month, and I'd pray that God would help us live together as a happy family. "I pray that you may be active in sharing your faith" (Philem...