How I Found My Way Back to God

I am an average person who was reared by my grandmother.

My grandmother was better known as Mama Cus, Mrs. Cus, and Mrs. Key in the community. She was a disciplinarian when she needed to be. She was a no-nonsense, loving wife, mother, grandmother, and more.

My grandmother accepted me into her home even though we did not know each other at the time when I came to Mississippi. There were gang-related issues in Chicago, and I was sent to Mississippi to be reared.

I learned about God when I came to Mississippi. I’ve always tried to do the right thing as a person. I drifted away after Mama Cus's death in 1981. I still attended church weekly on Sunday, but I got away from my teaching about the Sabbath.

This book takes you on my personal journey of how you can go astray but come back, like the prodigal child in the Bible.

I think most of us have been prodigal children at some point in our lives but found our way back. If this is you, You can find your way back as well if you turn your will over to Jesus Christ. Jesus has not left us. Perhaps we may have left Him. But don’t despair. 2 Peter 3:8 The Lord is not slack concerning His promise, as some count slackness, but is long-suffering toward us, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.

The Parable of the Lost Son. Luke 15:11-32.

Enjoy and be blessed.