Guided home worship & family faith-practice app

My mother didn't speak to me for three months. Not after a fight. After a prayer. I told her I was raising my kids differently. No more passive faith. No more "we're Christian because we say we are." No more church twice a year and Jesus when it's convenient. She took it personally. "What's wrong with how I raised you?" Everything. And nothing. She did her best. But her best was Sunday mornings and silent dinners. A Bible on the shelf, never opened. A father who said grace but never led. A family that looked Christian in the Christmas photo. And fell apart behind closed doors. I didn't want that for my kids. So I started leading my home. Family worship on Wednesdays. Praying with my wife every morning. Teaching my son what it means to be a man of God—not just a man who goes to church. My extended family thinks I've lost my mind. "You've become one of those people." Holiday dinners are quieter now. Some aunts don't call anymore. My brother thinks I'm judging him. I'm not. I'm just not pretending anymore. Jesus said it would be like this. "I did not come to bring peace, but a sword." "A man's enemies will be the members of his own household." I used to read that and think it was metaphor. It's not. Following Him cost me the family I was born into. But it gave me the family I'm building. Last Wednesday my daughter asked if we could pray for her cousin. The one whose parents are divorcing. She folded her hands. Closed her eyes. And talked to God like He was listening. Because in our house, He is. My mother still doesn't understand. Maybe she never will. But my daughter will never wonder if her father loved God. She'll never guess if faith was real in our home. She'll know. Because she watched it. Every night. Every prayer. Every Christ-centered Christ-led ordinary Tuesday. The family I lost? They had my past. The family I'm raising? They have my future. And my children's children will know the Lord. Because someone decided the cycle stops here. Even if it cost him Thanksgiving dinner. Even if it cost him his mother's approval. Some inheritances are worth losing. So your kids can gain the only one that matters.

@Biblicalman This is horrible. Ungrateful. No love for those who aren't you. This doesn't save you, it condemns you. Perhaps it's the saddest thing I've ever read.