I got a lot of whippings a kid, mostly by my mom. The last time I ever got a whipping by her (which was also the worse one) was when I was 16 for boldly looking into her face and telling her I'd rather get a whippin than wash dishes but that's another story in itself....
I never got a whippin in church because her faith in God was nothing that she ever played with. So as I attended Union Chapel in my hometown growing up, you would never catch me doing anything bad ever. In fact, I was probably more scared of what my mom would do to me than God, the Son, & the Holy Spirit. Maybe my soul was saved according to the faith but my behind belong to my momma, at least in church it did. #realtalk