Never stop praying
Long story short
When I was younger my parents were never home, mom working all day and dad being out drunk. He was not the best father. I kept praying for him to change, the last time I prayed I asked god to please teach him a lesson, to stop drinking be a better person. I was arguing with him this day. That same day, later at night cops came to my house telling my family he was getting life flighted.
That was the last time I prayed, I was blaming my self for what happen. My mother blamed me. She is not a bad person, she is always here for me. She has apologized since, but at the time I gave up on praying. Pushed my self away from god. Started to head down a bad path.
(I’m in my 20’s)I started to get close to god again, started to go to church again. Started praying again. Something happened and Now I’m facing some challenges in my life, facing jail time. This time I won’t stop praying.
My father stopped drinking, changed as a person after his accident. He started being there for us. He was in a coma for some days. While he was in his coma, all he told me was that he was in a church and there was people in front of him telling him the things he did bad in life. He did not tell me the rest, but since that time he has changed and never wanted to drink again.