If you have read my testimony, you will note that one day I was an agnostic and the next day I was a zealous Christian. But what about my family? How did they enjoy my new found faith?
In a nutshell, not well.
My wife thought I was suffering from manic depression, now known as bipolar disorder. She insisted I see a psychologist. I, of course, resisted…that is until I was backed into a corner and forced to see a psychiatrist – or else!
The psychiatrist was a free-association adherent which means he allowed me to speak about anything. I witnessed to him and quoted scripture for forty minutes. At the end, he said, “We’ve made some progress. See you next week.”
The next week was more of the same from me. I witnessed to him for another forty minutes. When finished, he asked, “Will you ever talk about your past?”
“No, my past is dead. My life is Christ,” I said.
“Then, don’t ever come back,” he said, slamming his folder shut.
Later that day, my wife said, “So, how’d your visit with the psychiatrist go?”
“Great,” I said with my best salesman’s smile. “He told me I didn’t have to come back anymore.”
But naturally, she followed up and learned the whole story. This issue became another nail in my coffin.
As for my children, both believed I was a nut and told me they wanted nothing to do with my faith. Nothing! Absolutely nothing! Never as in never-ever!
The end result was my wife divorced me. My daughter wanted nothing to do with me for ten years. And my son and I had an uneasy truce between us for years.
But prayer and fasting changes almost everything…even though it may take years.
Today, my son and daughter-in-law are on-fire Christians. My daughter loves me and is seeking the truth. And I am happily married to my new wife, Honey.
So, when it comes to family, just keep on seeking the Lord and praying for them.
Swimming Upstream appears at this blog site on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. It’s a little of this and a little of that, all written to encourage and exhort believers in their Christian jouneys.
Larry Who 
Just as a reminder, it took ten years of prayer and fasting for my daughter to care about me again. And it took twenty years before I saw my son and daughter-in-law give their lives to the Lord.
When it comes to family, just keep at it and remember the Lord is the Kinsman Redeemer. He loves family.