At the age of four, I stood before our church congregation, recited a poem, then ran to the edge of the platform.  With one big leap, I jumped off the platform, fully expecting my dad to jump up from the front row and catch me.

Growing up, I learned about God's love and His forgiveness of our sins. However, I had some big misconceptions:                                    

1) Being a Preacher's Kid (PK) gave me a free ticket to heaven.  I was a good, religious girl, and had never done anything really bad, and never thought of myself as a sinner.