Dear David,  I read your question/post with much guilt and and much pain, you see, I was "Brittany" to my parents.  Although Brittany's and my paths to the pit were different, some things I did, I'm sure Brittany would gasp at in disbelief!! 

I understand your anger and that is something you will need to talk to Him about though.  My parents were really really good parents, my Mom LOVED the LORD and my Dad was agnostic but accepted the Lord before he died (thank God), but he wanted us kids to go to church/youth group and learn all the Christian values, I accepted Jesus at 12 years of age and was so excited.  As a teenager I got a lot of attention from people, although I was really really shy and didn't understand the attention I eventually realized that doors just open for me unlike other people, I and I began to really like it.  I lived in the world as my first sentence hints at, but I never stopped believing in my heart and actually prayed but no one knew, not a soul except the Lord.  I even made fun of Christians - that was how much in the world I was way back then and how much I wanted to be accepted by world.  I know my Mom prayed for me, I know my grandma prayed for me, I know and am so thankful that they never stopped praying or gave up no matter how much time in our "human clock" went by because the way I found my way back from world is the guilt part which I carry with me to this day.

You see, I loved my Mom (and Dad) but after my Dad died, she couldn't drive so I drove her everywhere and we spent a ton of time in the car together (years and years) and she always asked me if she could listen to her Christian radio station, ARG, I thought, but I loved her so I said  yes and couldn't wait for the moment to turn it off when she got out!  That station drove me nuts at the time, I hated it.  Then my Mom died and I missed her so much and the only way for me to feel close to her was listen to her radio station, it was the closest thing on this earth that I could find that reminded me of her...  well, I listened and listened, and one day was listening to Chuck Swindol and his talk hit me like a ton of bricks, right in the heart and soul... I have never turned back to the world since.  I can't even begin to tell you the Love I have for the Lord and the appreciation to Him that I am going to Heaven for eternity - it makes me cry to even think of how He saved me, not once which He did on the cross, but now twice! 

I can now see the Brittany's of the world and understand, it creeps (unaware), that is how our enemy does it, one day at a time, one sin at a time until you are somewhere so far from home that it is only through our Glorious Savior that you can possibly end up with a white stone in your hand.  The saddest part for me, is that my parents never saw and never knew while they were here on this earth and it took the death of both of my parents but my Mom specifically to bring me back to God, so maybe Tommie died because it was the only way for a wayward soul to be open to listen to the Lord and the Lord knowing that "Tommie" would go directly to Heaven and would love it more than he could ever have loved this earth.

To all of you reading this, I beg and plead and tell you from someone who knows - NEVER stop praying for lost loved ones, you may not see the fruit of prayers until Heaven but I truly beg you to never stop praying, you have no idea what things you do in this life that may take on a life of it's own to bring your loved back to Jesus!!!!!  My Mom just wanted to listen to her radio station and her Christian music, she just really enjoyed it very much!  But for me I came from the pit of Hell to Heavenbound, I am truly grateful to the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit and my Mom...

David I truly deserve Hell but I am not going there and one day I will be able to hug my Mom and kiss her on the cheek and say thank you!