"I walked through the sanctuary door and the Lord revealed to me that this is where I was at in the dream."
The first thing [I said] was, “If you’ll just take this desire to be drunk away from me. Let my mind be clear and I’ll do anything. I’ll follow you anywhere.”
I couldn’t understand, from the civil war and being exposed to dead bodies, abuse, and suffering, from being in shelters and then coming to America thinking “finally”.
Her grandmother threw her out. She lived in a little 16‘x9’ shack by the roadside. I was born in that little shack.
These rocks that fell on us, some of the rocks were about the size of my fist. Some of the rocks were the size of a bowling ball. They began to pelt us. ...
It would take me thirty minutes to work up the courage to say a word. I was just so inwardly petrified. I would have the bible at the corner of the East Village grill and I just couldn’t open my mouth. It was crazy.
"During the surgery, I could see down. I could see what they were doing like I was in a three or four-dimensional world."