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  "When I was a younger man I had a raging thirst to be filled and whole, in other words to be free and complete. I left home when I was 13 and followed my dreams on Dead tour. I was into cocaine already and taking lots of pills and LSD and lots of ganga, and in the midst of all that I thought that I was on a spirit filled path (which in a sense I was, but it was the wrong spirit.) When I was about 15 or 16 I had quit most drugs, but continued to smoke pot and dope and was doing a lot of hanging out in the woods trying to get close to nature and having demonic visions on acid, which I thought were good. I did a lot of travelling between then and now and was trying to live this hippie ideal. I wanted to live out in the woods and grow pot and live with all my friends forever or until I died - whichever came first - and listen to good ol' rock and roll.

One day that dream became a reality after many years of longing for it. I lived up in Humboldt County in Northern California. I grew pot and lived in a beautiful cabin right next to the river and I was in hippie heaven until even my highest ambition left me empty. I always believed in God and creation, but not that Jesus was God's son and that he died for my sins and to bring us into a right relationship with the Father. But anyway I was praying to God one day and said to him: 'God you gave me all this beautiful stuff and land, but I have nothing in my heart' and he told me to go to San Francisco and I did.

Five minutes after being there I saw a strange woman and I told her that I was supposed to talk to her but I didn't know why and she asked me if I wanted to go this church (The Vineyard) which is totally cool. When I got there, there were people laying hands on each other and praying for each other and some totally weird and rude guy who was praying for me asked me if I believed in Jesus and I patronized him and said 'yes' (because I believed that Jesus was at least a man). After this the Holy Spirit fell upon me and I truly believed that Jesus died on the cross for my sins and is really alive now. It didn't happen because any man made it happen, but because God made it happen. This is my account of life eternal which must mean that it is a very small account but the biggest reality. Amen!!!"

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