SID: And then when she had a clear presentation of the gospel, she became a believer, and she passed that prophetic gift onto you. By 20, you had a lifestyle of drug trafficking. And just before the big arrest, you actually had a warning from God.
DAVID:: I was in my bed. It was the night before I was going to go steal our second jet that month.
SID: Steal your second jet, you say. You let it roll off your tongue as if it’s nothing.
DAVID:: Well, it’s interesting. You get cooked like a lobster in cold water. That’s how the enemy does it. And he slowly turns up the heat, Sid. And the next thing you know, you’re fully cooked. That’s how the enemy gets us into sin. So it was our second jet that month, was a Cessna Citation II jet, and it was going to come in blue and white. And in the dream, I saw an arrest scene. The plane didn’t come in blue and white. It came in brown and white. It had a dent in the left wing. It wasn’t at 8:00 in the morning. It was at 9:05 in the morning. And we were arrested right there. There was a Mercedes-Benz. We weren’t going to have the Mercedes there. So none of this dream made sense because nothing lined up. And I woke up, and I was heart palpitating. And the phone rings, and I was rude to my mother on the phone.
And that day she said, “God, I give him to you. Preserve his life. Don’t allow him to perish. Whateer you need to do to save him, I give my son to you.” Twenty-four hours later, this Mercedes-Benz shows up. The plane shows up late. Instead of 8:00 in the morning, it shows up at 9:05. It’s a reverse sting operation with the U.S. Customs Service, the Feds. And they rented a plane the night before with a dented wing. It was brown and white instead of blue and white, 9:05 in the morning. And we end up driving this Mercedes-Benz onto the tarmac in Boca Raton, Florida, and out comes Feds out of planes, trains, automobiles, screwed Uzis into my ear, ruined my orange juice morning. I didn’t pass go. I didn’t collect $200. I spent the next 19 years, six months, a week, and a day in federal prison. I woke up in Leavenworth penitentiary. When, if you’re not right with God in Leavenworth, you’re always just one heartbeat away from hell. But I had a praying mother.
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