Hell? Oh, No! God, Church!

I wrote this book because I love God. Even when I did not know God, I knew I was being watched over. I had a hard upbringing, yet a loving mother, loving sister, and brother, twelve in all. One day, this pastor showed up with a limousine, and he and his wife had church on the Sabbath day, Saturday really. He asked my mother if we could attend. She agreed, and that was where I really realized that ...