As a member of the nation's largest evangelical Black church in America, Don grew up believing in boundaries. In a God who cared whether he went to Sunday services, cursed too much, or danced too close to a girl at prom. But a near-death experience that transformed his life.
Don discovered that not only was his spirit correct in its disobedience all along but that the world is broken because it doesn't know who it is.
Prodigal is a work of prescriptive nonfiction meant to expose audiences to new and, at times, controversial ideas on what it means to be a man of God, the good, terrible, and ugly of mainstream churches and church leaders, and self-guided spirituality.
It serves as a reminder to a world that has accepted entropy that we are not dying; rather, we are fragments of God. That we are not, in the end, distinct entities comprised of flesh and blood bound by a code written by a bearded old white man in the sky with a pain fetish. We are all part of the same spirit, mind, and existence. If we could return to it, we could learn to stop destroying one another.
