Growing up in the hood, some call it lower middle-class neighborhood, I saw a lot of things take place. I could have gone to prison or gotten hooked on drugs, but one lady was not going to allow that to happen. She prayed when things were not going as they should. She took a stand and said, “As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” She knew that prayer changes things, and that was and still is the “key.” God is no respecter of persons. He did it for me, and he can and will do it for you.