The King's Heart Is in the Hand of the Lord, Like the Rivers of Water

After nearly two years, the judge sent a message to our attorney saying, tell the balangers, you're not going to get out. She said, don't waste the paper. Don't waste the ink. You're going to do all your time. It's nearly 2 years, almost two years of incarceration. I just preached Sandy's funeral two months ago and got the share of the legacy that she left in all these other areas, but in me and Jodi's life. Geez. Less than two months later we went back in front of that judge at the same hearing. The dudes talk about letting us communicate with each other again. And so I walked outside the prison yard