I Feel Like God Has

To Try To Raise A Son From Inside The Prison Walls Is A Very Difficult Thing. But I Want To Say To The World My Son At 16 Was The One Who Tried The Most To Get Me Out Of Prison.

I Sorrowfully Acknowledge That Seven Years Ago.... I Was Wickedly Manipulated By Treacherous Former Friends And Colleagues Who Victimized Me With The Aid Of A Female Confederate. They Conspired To Betray Me Into A Sexual Encounter At A Time Of Great Stress In My Marital Life.... I Was Set Up As Part Of A Scheme To Co-opt Me And Obtain Some Advantage For Themselves Over Me In Connection With Their Hope For Position In The Ministry.

I Think - There's Always Going To Be A Percentage Of People Who Maybe Aren't As Good As Others.

You Can't Fake It When You're Alone With God, You Know.

You Know, I Try Not To Look Back, Because Looking Forward Is So Much Better Than Looking Backward.