Canyon Catharsis | Badlands, Texas

I've been through this canyon over 750 times. This is a place where you can hear the voice of God bouncing off these walls in the wind. There's no roar, no freeways, no trial. Silence. For years, I was a river guide here with Tony.

I remember when Tony first showed up. There's a camaraderie, there's a brotherhood. But, uh, Tony, I want to look you in the face. I just want to look you in the face and look at the hollow shell of a man that you are. You gutless Craton.

Here comes the rain. Being such a slob of a man for you to be concerned about the management, it rings hollow. Hey Glenn, I'm really concerned. Do you think that maybe you should have like a company meeting and get everybody together and please to use an excuse?

Well, Glenn jumped me first. He went for an axe handle or something like that. It's fake, it's false, it's a lie. What a catharsis! The rain stinging your face, face thunder in the canyons. Yeah, that's what it came for, Tony.

Your days are coming. Your days are coming. We serve a merciful God. Tony, if you have not been on your knees to beg for forgiveness before God, you're going to be in hell for the rest of your life.