As I Lay in My Parents' House

Sometimes, the best place to be is the place you started from. Thereas a keener awareness and a more prosperous perspective when you start over. I remember the embarrassment I endured when I moved back home with my parents. But I didnat feel ashamed because two months prior, I had been warned, by God. He had already prepared my path but I had to be spiritually inclined to receive Him fully. During the first three months back home, I endured a cleansing process. I had to be rid of all ungodly items and thoughts. I began to renew my faith. I found my safe haven from the world within the promises of a new horizon and Bishop Crudup. Most saw humiliation flowing within me, but it was and it still is the humility of Jesus resting in my soul. These letters or poems reveal what I have experienced over the past six years while carrying the burden of multiple sclerosis. But through it all, I can still shout, aJESUS a and smile toward Heaven. I pray that you will heed these powerful and inspiring words that were bestowed upon me through the Holy Spirit. MAY THE GRACE OF GOD BLESS YOU FOREVER.