In days of old where it was a life on a high wire with a parole officer and gang coordinators breathing down my neck, at times I felt a spirit led urge to go to the church to ask for help! I went to the church, felt the Holy Spirit and followed guidance without getting a foundation within the church. Satan swooped back in and I went back to prison for 6.5 years where I again felt spirit led to write the suspense novel I took to the church today with my story. I’d been going there for 10 months but never spoke to the church until today. Immediately bridges are developing! Through God all things are possible!