I as a mom had decided to hold onto my son in prayer, at an early age. He was too young to be dying or losing his life. So GodÕs Sweet Holy Spirit has allowed me to pray and intercede every time, all the time. IÕm glad I yielded to it. IÕm glad I surrendered, even before I knew HeÕd end up in prison. Even before IÕd realized heÕd push all the wrong and right buttons to my life and others. Even before I knew heÕd test the waters of life in a violent negative realm. I had to become just like the Apostle Paul, and become the servant of Christ by interceding for my son. Therefore, this made both of us prisoners - I one of Prayer and he one of the system. Nevertheless, My Son became a prisoner and he would definitely need prayer to hold him up - and as far as I was concerned, There would be no way IÕd let him go, ever! For he was my ÔPRISONER OF PRAYERÕ