God dealt with me at the early age. My parents did not go to church. At 10 I told my mom I wanted to go to a church. She had exposure to the Church of Christ so we went. As my mom tried to restrain me, I went forward and publicly professed Christ as my savior. She did not think I knew what I was doing. Within 4 years I had seen enough hypocrisy and turned away. One of the last events I remember was the pastor being arrested for molesting children in the scout troop. I had no idea as I had joined the scouts at the Presbyterian church nearby. In his letter of apology he stated he was seeking help. God used a Muslim convert to lead me back to Him some 25 years later. Since this time I have come to understand accountability, but have seen a major lack of it in the institutional church