When I was 16 me and a friend drove up to the X Games in Aspen, it was our first real trip with out our parents. We stayed at a friends house who moved there a couple years befor that. The whole trip was filled with partys and people who I would usualy never associate myself with. But I did, and even know I felt God telling me NO, I did it anyways. When I got home from that trip I felt more convicted and horrible about it, then any other time in my life. And to top things off I still got In trouble with my parents. For me that was probably the bigest failure in my life, because I had a choice to eather party or not, and I turned my back from God and my family. I felt absolutly sick about what I chose to do.

 

Then I remembered that God forgives and my family would love me, knoe matter what I do. There Is always a choice that we have to make in life. sometimes it is the right one, but when it is not, God is always there to help you learn and grow from your mistake.