Shreveport

So glad you're with us today.

A new week we start here from Christian Center, Shreveport, Louisiana, United States of America.

Well, we're in another battle, another warfare season.

Now the Lord's reminding me of strategy He was given in the prophetic, and so we're going to build on some dreams we had about

I can get from where I

live to Shreveport, which is damn near Arkansas in five

hours.

It is halfway to your house from my house before I leave Illinois.

I

don't know about over there, but around here between Tyler and Shreveport, that was known as the shark herd around the world.

Not S-H-O-T.

I know, I heard you say shart.

Yeah.

Shout out to us, Band Rules and Shreveport.

Right.

Them niggas going to get mad.

After a long and trying experience in marching through swamps and cane breaks, they arrived at that place where a large force of infantry and artillery and a flotilla of 25 gunboats had assembled.

The plan was to move on to Shreveport, which is what the Confederates did not intend to permit.

The enemy apparently realized his advantage from the outset.

But little opposition was made until the expedition had left Alexandria and was well underway.

At last we came to a building which was large enough to hold the prisoners, but not ourselves.

Lieutenant Tipton was a mason, as were all but four of the prisoners.

Tipton spoke to one of the former, Captain Grant of Shreveport, Louisiana, and frankly told him the situation, stating that he would do all in his power to make them comfortable, but that he could not do so and guard them well.

That if Grant would give his word, upon the square, that the prisoners would not attempt to escape, they would be given shelter and protection in preference to our own men.

Well...

They may send you to Shreveport instead, but it's coming.

Well, Coach, I'll holler at you later.

All right, Subaru.

All right, here's a fun one.

Monty in Shreveport.

Settle a debate for him.

Okay.