I gazed through the room and saw her standing up front, speaking to a few people sitting in folding chairs on the front row. She possessed a beautiful smile and a contented countenance I was instantly drawn to. I longed to possess a happy heart just as she had. She began to speak, and the longer she spoke, the more the room filled with a power that I had only felt one other time in my life---the day I had died and come back to life. Mrs. Skelton has written a memoir of short stories and poems in hopes to help expand God's kingdom. These writings tell of a long journey she has taken, not realizing that God's hand was there the whole time.