Some people left you for dead. They thought it was over. They said you're hopeless, you're helpless. You can't be used. You're not ministry material. You're going to be poor. You're going to be messed up.But guess what?Tell the devil, go to hell. You're a liar.

I was not a product of what happened to me, what I had been through, where I had come from. And when I began to realize who I really was, that God had created me, put my DNA, everything together was perfectly precisionly put together by God and that I was valuable, that's what "You're All That".

I'm extremely proud of the ability to really go forth and minister.

I don't sit down and say, boy, I'm thinking about getting a great deal of money or I'm not going to have any money.

Don't waste another moment crying over what went wrong! If it wasn't a blessing - it was a lesson.

I can go on and on. In the Appalachians. I fed the poorest part of this nation for years coming up at Christmas.

It was a moment [when I had found God] that so transformed my life. And I say this is so corny, but it was like the grass was green, the sky was blue. And I can't begin to articulate - as much as they say I'm a wordsmith - what really happened.