


Glenn
Raised in Detroit
I went my own way, and I thought my ego was my strength. It took me a long time to see it was fear, and longer to admit I was tired of carrying it and couldn't put it down by myself. I'd given up expecting God to care. Then one day I looked up and asked myself why I was still sitting in the pigsty, and I found out my Father had been looking down the road the whole time. That undid me. A happy consequence: I'm closer to my earthly father now too. I'm his son, and I'm also a man he can talk to. I feel like I've been handed another shot at life, and I can't keep that to myself.



