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From hopeless position to higher purpose;
step inside the Matthew Maher story.

PRISON TALK: HOW WELL YOU SHOW

It's not how much you know, but how well you show what you know. So what do I know, and what qualifies me to tell you what I know? Well, I know well what I know; and coming from prison may not qualify me to tell you what I know, but it certainly should intrigue you to consider what I know. I know peace from a chaotic place. I know joy in misery's company. I know liberty, though confined...

PRISON TALK: LIFE AFTER PRISON

I wonder what it will be like to taste what I've tasted before, but not the way I'll taste it now? I wonder what it will be like to feel what I've felt my entire life but haven't felt since my incarcerated life? I wonder what my eyes will soon see, though they've seen the sights long ago that I now long to see? I wonder how I will be with those I've been with before, those who think they know me, but truly know me no more? I wonder how I will respond to new relations, new situations, new complications, when I've known them in the here and now, but I haven't experienced them outside of here to even know how? I can only imagine...

PRISON TALK: NOWHERE TO GO BUT UP

There's nowhere to go but up from here. I'm not saying it's going to be easy; but I'll tell you this, it's going to be easier from here. I've been through too much to even flinch at anything the future has to offer. Yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me. (I Cor. 15:10)...

PRISON TALK: MY FINAL TALK FROM PRISON

"The way to peace and victory is to accept every circumstance and every trial as being straight from the hand of our loving Father." Mrs. Charles Cowman I place pen to paper to herald my final talk with you from behind the walls of prison. And I give honor where honor is due. First and foremost, to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, for without Him I can do nothing.

PRISON TALK: WHAT MATTERS MOST

Life on the inside of prison "Oh, how dirty it is!" An inmate can diligently clean up his area day in and day out, but the dust and grime persists and flourish, like mushrooms after a soaking rain. This is the "house"I live in, and literally the "grounds"I keep...