I grew up in a typical home with loving parents, two brothers, and a dog. The only thing unique about my upbringing was that my dad was a pastor and well-known author of many Christian books. From a young age, I knew my father was respected and looked up to by many. He was a “man of God.”
As a young girl, I attended several different churches off and on. One summer when I was eight years old, I attended a neighborhood Bible club with my girlfriend. The teacher pressured us into praying a prayer, but I really did not understand at that time what it meant to be saved or to have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.