My Mother refused to make funeral arrangements. She decided she was going to go and pray.......I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for a praying Mama. Thank God for praying Mama’s.
I got a hold of some LSD. That was a real turning point in my life. That was like so different for me that it seemed to open up this whole dimension of the spirit realm that I have never really been aware of before. Of course...
Because of back taxes they took all the money I had in the bank. So I didn’t have anything except for a name and royalties that were also tied up. So I was really having to trust God.
I Got out of my truck and walked towards the shack. As I stepped up to the door it opened about an inch, and a double barrel shotgun stuck out of the door. At about that time I wondered if God knew what he was doing.
Without ever hearing him say a word he spoke to me. He said, “I am the fifth fallen angel. You’ve served me well, and you will serve me again.”
A lot of people would ask the question; “So tell me when I’m going to die.” What I learned was, that the more important question is; “When are we going to start living?”