I am the second of six girls. My childhood was filled with memories of a mother who loved me and I loved in return. All this changed when I met Christ in my teens. My mother is supposed to be a Christian but I have never seen her attend church for a Sunday service, weekly activity or a program, the only time she went to church was for weddings or if someone told her there is a very powerful pastor somewhere who can see tomorrow more than the one who created tomorrow then she will go there to seek solution to her problems. Her faith was in witch doctors/herbalists. She…