 My best prayer partner was Bond Harris, and he lived on the main floor, and a walkway passed by his room, and his window was open. And so the light was on, so I just crawled in his window and said, Bond, we've got to pray. I said, I'm just miserable. I don't know what's going on. And I said, God's up to something, and I do not know what it is. And we prayed about one o'clock in the morning. Nothing. So Saturday night,