You Don't Have to Die to Meet God

A young man is growing up, and as he enters adulthood he is full of shame for what he has caused and what he has become. He's constantly thinking of what his mother may have been told when he was born. "Congratulations, it's a baby boy". As her tear-moistened smile stated proudly, Look . . . my son. Always being taught the importance of values, morals, and manners over the years, only to watch them slowly grow fainter in a war waged for an only son's soul. What seemed innocent in the beginning was the very poison which led to death and separation. Approaching now was a battle no one saw coming. After many years of living for this adversary, it was time to take a stand or die. What her now-grown son experienced on a cold winter's night was not just getting life back, it was life-changing. And to think it all happened in the back corner of a single car garage.