Almost 1am...just got home from the rave...too old to party til 2 and still get up to cook breakfast for the crew.

Talking to Brandon at the rave...he said his momma wouldn't go to a rave,
Christian or otherwise. He said, "My momma doesn't even know what a rave is..."

I said, "She would if you'd been lost in one."

Crystal, my girl, your testimony blessed me tonight.

My God, thank you for rescuing my girl out of the drugs
and the shame and giving her the clean beat back. 

My God: my Jesus, You are the rock. I love you.