God blessed me with a good Sunday school and great youth leaders in our church. They took us places as young adults, and we experienced many events. One thing that I struggled with was my faith. What was faith supposed to do? My spirit was willing, but the flesh was weak. Eventually, I left for college and discovered I had not developed a faith worth standing on to fight the challenges of living away from home. I failed miserably. I returned home ashamed and empty. No one could see where I was internally. I sought help and was told to pray harder. I prayed and prayed and prayed. I worked day and night to stay busy and fill this void. I was a restless soul and needed to be quenched from this internal thirst.
