I have to share this with all of you, especially fellow Christians.

Before I came to live with my mother, I was staying with my brother and his family, before they had their new house, the place was small, 5 kids remember. I lived in their shed, in a tent all winter long.

I had electric and my sister in laws laptop. All I did was work on the Sleuth, 20 hours a day. I knew I was close to the tweak I was looking for. Hitting like crazy and I was selling some numbers to the Bahamians to make ends meet. Pure obsession! My nieces and nephews would bring my food to me. I would only go in the house when I had to get a shower or use the restroom.

The place was right on the PA/OH line and I was doing very well with OH as far as the numbers go, and my brother and I tried to tee off on them. We played 146 straight 10 times, it hit 148.

I look back now and there is a reason for that miss. If it would have popped 146, I would have never went back to my mother’s house, I had other plans.

Roughly 5 days later I woke up in the morning and told my brother and his family that I was going to live with my Mom. I still remember my sister in law asking me, “what brought this on all of a sudden?”

It was Christ, and when I got here my Mom was 80 pounds soak and wet and near death and NO hospital was going to fix her. You should see her now, and yes I am balling. No choice in the matter…lol

Never under estimate the power of Christ.

Fair warning on that. He will surprise you.