He makes the most of second chance at life
“I was driving to Columbus, Texas. I was going up there to work. Back then I was drinking, and I ran my truck head on into a tree. It was at night, and I had gone to sleep. I’m pretty sure that drinking had a whole lot to do with it.
“When the law finally arrived, they took me to the hospital. My bottom lip was hanging there. I guess it hit the steering wheel. After they sewed it back together, they took me to the jailhouse.
“There was a woman deputy on duty, and she said, ‘I’m the only person with you tonight. There’s nobody else on this floor but you.’ She said, ‘If you need anything, just holler.’ I didn’t say a word. When she locked those doors, I was holding onto the bars.
“Then I heard an audible voice, just like I’m talking now. It said that if I didn’t quit doing what I was doing, I wouldn’t get another chance. I heard that just as plain as day. I’m thinking maybe I was hallucinating at the time from all the alcohol.
“Anyway, I laid down and went to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, I had sobered up a little bit. And those exact words came back to me again, just like I heard the night before. So I fell on my knees and said, ‘Lord, I need help.’
“I kept trying to reason and make out why I heard those words. In the end, I have to believe that was the lord talking to me. All I know is that I don’t mess with the stuff anymore. That’s when I quit drinking. I left it alone after that night.”
— Glen Henson
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