Growing up as a PK came with expectations and higher expectations. We were to be blameless, sit properly, be well dressed, highly respectful, possess preaching or teaching talents like our parents. We were to be the next generation of a long generational ministry. Some pastoral parents worry more about how they look when the child falls, than how to save them. The lack of love felt from my parents ultimately contributed to me searching for love in all the wrong places. Your inheritance is the devils playground.
