I accepted Christ about a year ago... It's actually a weird story of how I even got to church in the first place. Well, My parents were looking for a new house so we went searching everywhere. We decided between 2 of them, the one we live in now and another house about 10 minutes away. We were going towards the other house until out of nowhere my dad decides he doesn't like the backyard at the other house. We ended up moving in to the other house and my old best friend from when I was three lived right next door. At this time I haven't seen her in years so we didn't talk for the first few months I lived there. Eventually we started talking and the first thing brought up was do I go to church. I told her that I haven't ever been to church and wasn't planning on it. It took her 6 months to get me to go to church one time. I gave in finally and went on Easter Sunday. I didn't like it at all. I thought it was boring and I had no place. My family didn't and doesn't care about going to church and all that stuff. On top of all that, I was a bad person. I was into so much, I thought id never be able to stop. I was doing or had done just about anything you could think of and felt miserable all the time. So I ended up giving church a chance one more time and got scared. I stopped going. I didn't even talk to Sami anymore because I knew she was going to get me to go. I felt like I needed to change before I accepted Christ or even went to church. She begged me to go and I went a little later and finally accepted Christ. I changed schools, left all my friends, all the parties stopped, everything that I knew about was gone. But I knew that was what I had to do. Now, I am a strong Christian, who still makes mistakes, (like everyone) but I am a lot better off now than I was. Im realizing that it is my parents turn. My dad isn't a bad person, he just makes bad choices. Its so hard to keep my relationship with the Lord strong when I have two non-Christians around me doing things that aren't acceptable. I have two half brothers that I am not supposed to know about and I want to find them. My dad won't tell me anything about them and I am struggling with what to do. I just want my family in heaven and not in hell where they could end up if they don't get their lives together. Please just pray for my family. Pray for my brothers who I do not know yet, and my parents, that they would realize what they are doing and come to know the Lord. Pray that I can be an example for them and show them what God can do in someones life. Thank you so much for all your prayers.