Inside the walls of the California department of corrections i witnessed death,despair beyond belief,a lack of faith in not only GOD but in humanity.For most of my life i believed this was the only way to survive,and anything else was just a sign of weakness and would prey on that weakness. The gang i chose to be a part of would use the prison chapel as a meeting place and a gateway to distribute drugs.As a lowly soldier i often carried the drugs or messages that at times would be hit orders on other inmates or even correction officers. But on one trip to the chapel the preacher pointed me out as one of the people coming for reasons other than to hear GODS message.Having just passed my package in the corridor,i thought the other inmate got caught and told on me.Knowing nothing of the power of the HOLY SPIRIT,i was waiting for corrections officers to storm the chapel ,but they never came.Instead the preacher approached me and said he was to bring me up to the alter so i could give my life to GOD. The rest of my testimony is full of miraculous victories in CHRIST,i am not a writer,but the things i have witnessed both miraculous and inhumanely violent have led me here ,and of course the pilot of my new man journey my lord and savior JESUS CHRIST.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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