The world is going to hate me soon. I’m going to be the most hated man in America whenever this thing happens. Try living with that knowledge for 20 years–talk about anxiety. I had some hope though because I thought a movie by Tyler Perry might turn things around, but he has already indicated that if I don’t help his friend Joel Osteen he would change the story to my detriment. I think Joel Osteen is a false teacher so I don’t think it’s wise to help that ministry. I’m going to do what I believe God wants me to do, not what will make me popular. I’m not looking to curry favor with anyone anymore especially if it means going against my convictions. I think I have cancer so I might not have much longer on this earth. If I die as a hated man so be it. I’ll probably die a single man too, never really having found love except through Jesus Christ. I don’t really care anymore. No one can do for me what only Jesus can do so I’m not going to sell out Jesus for popularity and approval. Not much to look forward to really but so be it–my only hope is in my Redeemer and the promise of eternity with Him.