I wish God hadn’t had my mom force me to go to church at a young age.
I wish God hadn’t used Pastor Roy L. Pennon to plant seeds in my heart.
I wish when I walked away from God and His church he wouldn’t have placed true believers in my life to pour into me.
I wish that even as I inhaled weed and drank bottle after bottle that God didn’t continue to hold my world in his hands (2 Timothy 2:13).
I wish He hadn’t brought my brother, Will Barker, into my life to share the Gospel with me day in and day out.
I wish God would have allowed Will to give up as I rejected the truth and even his friendship.
I wish in August of 2012 God didn’t lead me to fall on my knees in full surrender (Galatians 2:20).
I wish he hadn’t open my eyes to His word and made it come alive to me, (Hebrews 4:12).
I wish His love hadn’t consumed me, (Romans 5:5).
I wish His peace hadn’t overcome my anger & pride.
I wish no one else could see the difference in me, (Galatians 5:22-23)..
I wish the way I viewed myself and this world hadn’t radically changed, (2 Corinthians 3:16).
I wish I didn’t feel like I was flying.
I wish I had something else to attribute it to.
I wish my sinful nature hadn’t become real to me.
I wish he hadn’t gave me new desires,(Ezekiel 32:26).
I wish I was making this all up.
I wish I hadn’t had encounters with God that made me quiver uncontrollably.
I wish I didn’t feel complete in his presence, (Colossians 2:10).
I wish I couldn’t see the wickedness of this world and its ways. A world that I was so engulfed in. (1 John 5:19).
I wish I was wrong about eternity and the coming of Jesus Christ, (2 Corinthians 5:10).
I wish I didn’t have encounters with God that made me fearfully  run from any malice in my heart towards others.
I wish God hadn’t showed me things while praying that reign true in my life or in others’ lives shortly after.
I wish there wasn’t any such thing as spirits and all that was in this earth was what we can see and feel or what science can make sense of.

I wish God hadn’t spoken to my girlfriend, Courtney, in dreams (Genesis 46:2).
I wish the truth behind what God spoke in dreams hadn’t happened.
I wish Satan hadn’t attack her in such a way that she couldn’t talk but just cry.
I wish I was just telling a scary story.
I wish God hadn’t showed his authority and power by cooling her body temperature and allowing her to speak again as his children stepped out on faith & began to pray against the enemy and his tactics in Jesus name.