Find Hope
I remember going to bed, and praying, “God, you've got to give me this promise. You've got to show me something.”, because I wanted to divorce him. I wanted out. I was afraid.
That’s the key thing here and when someone says they’re gay or homosexual, that is now saying; “That is my identity.”
“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 understood the power on the demonic side because I had been choked by demons, hit by them, slapped by them.
Twelve years ago, I was given five years to live. They said; “Tim, you have an incurable cancer and we will see you on Monday.” That was the most sobering time of my life.
I remember getting up out of the chair and walking around the living room just saying; “Wow! Something just happened.”
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”.
"I was on a road before I got saved that would have led me probably to my death."