Though I'm not able to do this like I used to, if I'm able to, I pick up my guitar and sing to My Lord my Savior, My Comforter, and my most wonderful, awesome beyond words, everlasting, and everloving, Faithful Father. I was a prodigal when I, beaten by my addictions, began my search for God back in March of 1994. I knew I was dead without Him but I said some really mean things to HIm when I left Him in 1991. This song will tell of when it ended 4 months later! I was so undeserving, and yet so, so thankful that He is my Father! Im just recoving from kidney stone surgery late last night. I was so afraid. I died in this hospital's operating room 20 year's ago this month. I saw Jesus then, and I knew that if worse came to worse, I'd see Him again. So I kept telling myself. He was with me and now I feel so broken, but I know that's good. Thanks.