Joy is to faith what breath is to life. Without either, both are sure to die. This is the true story of a man who put the "PRO" in prodigal son for much of his life. He found himself addicted to drugs, heading to federal prison, and on his knees before the Lord in a cold, dark jail cell. This book was written to draw the lost and to fan the flame of believers alike, and there is truly something for EVERY person who reads it. There is no standing still in our walk with the Lord; that's why it's called a walk. We are either moving forward, or we move backward.