My father was a Presbyterian minister so I grew up going to church, and believing that God existed, but I never saw him do anything, or answer anybody’s prayer, and it seemed to me that He was far away, and that I did not know Him. In my teenage years I rebelled against pretty much everything, and when even my most desperate prayers weren’t answered I gave up on God as well. I succeeded in making a mess of my life I succeeded in making a mess of my life, mainly by......

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