On Thursday night I shared my faith story with the older children from beach club and the parents.
I spoke briefly about life before Christ and how I came to become a follower of His and what following Jesus means (in my understanding of it!).
One of the parents came up and spoke to me afterwards about my story.
I was 13 years old when I started drinking, smoking, doing drugs etc. I was 21 when I gave my life to Christ. This lady explained to me how her older son was also 13 when he started doing the same things, but when he was 21 he was sectioned with schizophrenia.
When I became a Christian I had a vision of Jesus on the cross. When he went to church he had a vision of demons.
I haven't been able to stop thinking about this. I promised her I would pray for her son.
Why did life turn out that way for me and that way for him? I know there are no real answers. It's conversations like this that challenge my very soul.
Please pray for him.