I was drunk: Christian and drunk. They just don't go together. But that's what happened. And the next day, obviously God had honored those prayers and healed me of alcoholism.

I was running from God, but I didn't know I was running from God. I didn't know that.

I didn't know what I was doing, but I knew I needed God in my life.

I couldn't imagine, you know, God having a plan for my life. I thought I planned my life out.

My life and my plan wasn't very good, but at least it was my plan. It got to that point that I just couldn't stand it any more.

Memory calls us back, Mystery draws us forward.

I ended up getting on my knees right there in my bedroom. I didn't have a tract that had, you know, 'here's how you pray to receive Christ' on it. I had never seen a tract in my life. I had never read a Bible.