Jesus saved me in 1968. My childhood was semi ok,I almost died when I was 6 1/2. I was hit by a car and was imjured very badly. A compound fracture of the right femur,compound meaning the bone was sticking out of my leg, shattered the right tibia, cracked the left femur. I had a massive head wound and wasn't suppose to live. I remember lying in the park after I was hit and there was blood everywhere from the severed artery in my head. I remember seeing THE SHADOW BEHIND THE TREE. Today I believe it was Satan that I saw. He tried to destroy me at an early age. After I recovered which was a miracle in it's self, I wasn't suppose to live, they gave me 72 hours. While growing up I was never allowed to do anything as a child, play baseball or just the normal things kids do. My parents were so afraid I would be injured. When I was 9 years old I started to learn how to play guitar, my Dad was a professional Jazz musician so it was in my blood. I had my first band at 13 years old, and many more as time went on. I was in a band when I was 17 with friends from high school. All I ever wanted in life was to be a Rock Star. Well in the summer of 1968 the hippie movement was in full motion. The protests, the love ins, the drugs and so on, all of which I was a part of. I took a lot of drugs, my favorite was L.S.D. That summer 3 of my band mates had gone to the beach and when they came back a couple of days later all they talked about was Jesus. They were saved that weekend. Well the drummer and I noticed one friend, he had really changed, he had love in his heart. Now this guy was a maniac before, short tempered and just a nut case. We both ended up asking God for forgivness that day. I had found the absolute truth. Fast forward a couple of years. I ended up walking away from God, I was forced out of the church I was attending, they said I wasn't spiritual enough to go to a retreat and so on, well I had had enough of all that. I still loved God, I always prayed the best way I knew how, but I did end up taking drugs again and trying to live in both worlds. (Here's a hint, it doesn't work) I wandered around in the wilderness for a good 10 years, all the while still going to church, the only thing wrong was that when I would lay my head down to go to sleep the Holy Spirit would pound me, like I said every night for 10 long years. When my son was born I knew I had to rededicate myself to God. Being a Christian is a life long process, God allowed me to play in bands and minister to people all over the U.S. All the while Satan was always trying to destroy me, as this is what he does you know.So I learned slowly but God always guided my steps. Fast forward to about a year ago,2007. I was just not satisfied with my Christian life, I had been a worship leader and played at churches and ministerd to people, but something was still missing.I began to ask God for a broken heart. I fully believe we can't do much good if we do not have a broken heart. I had looked around and all I ever saw were Christians who only cared about themselves and basically had no heart, no compassion for others.I have always been the sensitive type and I wear my emotions on my sleeve for all to see and I am not ashamed to show them. After asking God for at least a year for a broken heart, It had started to come true. I have a saying and that is "Be Careful what you pray for"