A New slave.

It was a slow process leaving CHH. {Abbreviation for Christian Hip-Hop}

CHH was on tha rise.

There were more artists than ever. Even more now.

Networking. Praying. Believing. Nurturing the field of souls.

I even aided ever so slightly in the growth of this ministry.

I was a rap music critic and an eventual magazine owner during this period. It was all I cared about in fact.

What dared me to progress was hearing this moving music, without feeling sustained any longer.

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There was a New hunger. A longing for.

I wanted God.

In person.

Upclose.

Relationally. And Real.

My most daring hope was not to offend you artists who I still care for. But.

Feeling you was no longer enough.