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As he slid me up that wall, telling me I didn’t know anything about God, I realized I did know about God, I just didn’t think I knew God.
“Mr. Henson, I don’t know what you’ve been doing, but I wish you’d tell me. Your blood is better than mine.
I knocked on the door and Satan said; “You have to sell your soul to come in here.” The ledge started moving in. So, I sold my soul
I would take guys into restaurants and everybody knew to take off their hats. One of the guys, who I still talk to, asked me, “Why do you pray? You know what we do here, right? We sell drugs. Why do you pray? Our business is ...
Her grandmother threw her out. She lived in a little 16‘x9’ shack by the roadside. I was born in that little shack.
They had read an article in the Tampa Tribune newspaper about my Yoga classes at four universities. They knew I was a seeker of truth, hungry for reality.
I didn’t tell very many people about this for a long time. I didn’t want them to think I was crazy. I know I ran up on some wicked stuff that day.
We felt a confirmation in our heart that this was going to be a son and that we should name him Judah, which means Praise.
When I was twelve years old I felt the Holy Spirit speak to me in the church. I heard these words. ‘Joe, I have called you to preach.’
So I told my doctor I was leaving. Now this was a cancer research facility where people don’t leave alive. They can’t keep you there, so my wife’s brother drove my wife and I back to Chattanooga. I felt better just because I ...