"The Freedom of Forgiveness" by Allen B. Jackson
It has taken me twenty one years to write this book because forgiving and living in forgiveness is a journey. On December 17, 1993, just eight days before Christmas, my youngest brother took a hand gun and fired one shot at point blank range into the head of our mother as she lay in her bed sleeping and murdered her. This is a date I will never forget because it changed my life for the rest of my life. This is my story.
It has taken me twenty one years to write this book because forgiving and living in forgiveness is a journey. On December 17, 1993, just eight days before Christmas, my youngest brother took a hand gun and fired one shot at point blank range into the head of our mother as she lay in her bed sleeping and murdered her. This is a date I will never forget because it changed my life for the rest of my life. This is my story.
It has taken me twenty one years to write this book because forgiving and living in forgiveness is a journey. On December 17, 1993, just eight days before Christmas, my youngest brother took a hand gun and fired one shot at point blank range into the head of our mother as she lay in her bed sleeping and murdered her. This is a date I will never forget because it changed my life for the rest of my life. This is my story.