The Fall Quest
Now come with me on a journey of the heart, mind, body and spirit of one chosen by the Lord to proclaim His coming promised day. My voice is one of warning and hope to all this very day. See how and where the Lord guided me after my rebirth and conversion at Woodstock. Into the greater light. The greater light awaits you as it awaited me. If you are a Christian, you might be as surprised as Saul(Paul) to find out who your Lord really is. Remember keep an open mind and pray for an understanding heart then the Holy Spirit will guide you to the very center of Jesus's heart.Going back to that August just after Woodstock is very revealing. You find me a broken man who is happy just to be alive. I tried to relate my experience to my friends by reading scripture verses from St. John on how Jesus is the light and the true meaning of peace, love, freedom and life. They listened to me with fond amusement not feeling all that I felt. I felt a burning and an excitement as I read the words of eternal life. My mind became clear and free as I read the Bible to my friends. I could feel the hand of God guiding me as I continued on my quest. The words in the Isaiah seemed to describe my experience best. The sides of the everlasting pit is exactly how I would describe my trip to hell. The symbolism in the scriptures took on new life and meaning. My eyes were open and my ears unstopped. My spirit had new life and I want to know and understand all things pertaining to God.I had started my quest as a questioner of truth, peace, love and freedom. I wanted all those things in their fullness. I became a seeker and then a finder and now I must endure to the end. This story will take you down the many roads I traveled in my eternal quest. I will point out the many signs and miracles God preformed in my behalf to lead me on my way. I began to see the hand of God in all things. People began to get tired and bored with my talking about God and my rebirth. They wanted to dismiss me and my testimony as just a crazy drug experience. I wanted to prove to them that I was telling the truth and that Christ truly did deliver me from hell. To accomplish this task I realized I needed the help of God. I began to say my prayers and read the Bible each day. I would pray for knowledge, understanding and guidance so that others would be able to see and understand what I was feeling. I will now try my best to explain my life and experiences from Woodstock (Aug.69) to my baptism (Jun.70) into the Kingdom of God. It might seem a short time but in those 10 months I lived an eternity. I will highlight events and share my thoughts and feelings the best I can recall. You will see how God schooled and prepared me for entrance into His Kingdom. This is a true story and testimony of how God led me from the valley of despair to the mountain of joy. God led me to the gate and let me choose my fate. I am called by Him to stand tall and point others to the true gate. You are those others who have heard my voice. Now it is time for you to make a choice. Pray to your God in the name of Christ and you too may know the truth of all things. Strange is the journey but simple and true are God's holy ways. Great and marvelous is the work of the Lord. Who among you know all the mysteries of His doing? Not I, but what I know I now will share on this journey from here to there.During those strange days miracles abounded before my eyes causing me to hear, see and feel things that were almost beyond belief. I had returned from the dead zone to a world courting hell. My witness of Christ seemed to have little effect upon anyone. Like prophets of old I was esteemed as naught. I continued to attend local concerts to feel the gathering of souls and the music uniting young and old. I enjoyed greatly the medium of music mixed with the poetic lyrics of the day. I read in the gathering of this movement the longing for a greater promised day. We were the Lord's lost children and He wanted us to find our way. I felt a need to reach out to my concert friends and help show them God's true way.The first concert I attended after Woodstock was " Led Zeppelin " at the New York Pavilion on the old World Fair grounds in Queens. It started out great, then I had a flashback of the pit and hell. I felt the devil sniffing about trying to snatch up souls. It sickened my stomach and we escaped outside. We sat away from the crowded pavilion on a grassy nol. I heard some strange noises and stood up to see when a glorious white fire embraced the back of me. It burn as a witness to those with eyes to see that God was my protector and had set me free. I was approached by some people who saw the light but I was not ready or worthy to say anymore. Robin and I walk away to the great globe(unisphere) where I heard the world call my name. I realized then that the day would come for me to carry my message of Christ to everyone.Later that fall, we attended a concert at Suffolk College where " The Band " played to a sold out crowd. Again, I sensed a mission to help bring this lost generation to Christ. In my mind's eye, I saw the puzzle of life in new light. I felt a power swell up in my very soul that seemed to direct the music flow. There was something greater then music in the air that night. You remember, you who were there.Then there were those days we spent reflecting at the Bay Yard Cutting Arboretum. Listening to the Beatles singing " Come Together " on the radio while the angels of heaven wrote " God is Love " in the clouds of the sky. The signs I did not seek were all about me in the music and the air. With a caring hand the Lord led me down paths I would not have known otherwise to have taken.