The Tree Of Life

About the Book

I wrote this book because of the death of my brother Kenny L McCleave. My family and I lost him August, 11, 1995. Oh and how great that lost was to me. You see My brother Kenny and I were very close. We were only one year apart, We was what some people called partners in crime. As a child I never could have imaging what life would be like without him. But that fear came true in that year of 1995. My brother Kenny was taken away from us by AIDS. He spent the last three years of his life living with me. I tried to do everything that I could do, to help him to overcome his suffering of this terrible deceased. Nothing work God then took him home, now what was I to do I asked myself. I had no Idea . However I needed some answers, I refused to just accept him as just being gone from me forever. So I just start reading different religions, I tried Muslim, Buddha, The Mormons. You name them I read up on them. So I pick up the Bible. Now like I said before, that I was told about the Bible When I was young. It was not the same as reading it for myself, and when I did that is where my story began. Since that day eleven years ago, I have read the Bible eight times from the beginning to the end. The first word in the Bible is, in and the last word is Amen. Now each time that I read the Bible. God reveal something different, something that I had missed. God allowed me to see visions, and gave me a gift of interpretations. So within these pages I share with you, all that took place,with me. This book also will show you how God healed my broken heart. One thing that I must say, and that is once you start to serve God , you will then become an enemy of the Devil. So believe me the Devil will make his presence known.

About the Author

Hello, my name is Charles Kevin McCleave. I was born July 22, 1957 in Charlotte North Carolina. I was raised up right in the middle of the Civil Rights Era. The Babies that were born then were called Baby Boomers. My father was murdered when I was nine, my mother raised my siblings and I all alone. She taught us to be kind to others and God fearing as well. It didn’t matter how bad we were treated in the South, we trusted God. I'm now the father of two small children and I'm teaching those same morals to them as well.