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I LIVED FOR ROCK N ROLL! My name is Rick Moyer, I live in Washington. I have been a born again Christian for 13 years.
I was never a religious person. In fact the only thing I worshiped was Rock n Roll.
I was not raised in a Christian home. My Mom and Dad were great people, but not at all church goers.I thought Christians were geeks and morons. They were weak is what I thought. I made fun of them.
I lived for ROCK N ROLL. I had all the albums that a guy could want. I was really into OZZY and Van Halen. I didn't go a day without Iron Maiden and Judas Priest. Ronnie James Dio was one of my faves. I loved the power that heavy metal music gave off. The louder the better. I lined my bedroom with album covers. You name it I had it. And I listened at high VOLUMES!!!
AC/DC was also one of my favorites. My friend Mike and I went to a Journey and Brian Adams concert in 1983, we loved the harmony and the incredible music that came from them. Rock n Roll was my God. I loved it and I lived it. Something happened to me that would change the rest of my life.
I always tried to date the pretty girls, and it always seemed that when they would finally end up going out with me they would turn out to be Christians!! It happened several times. They kept giving me Christian Rock n Roll. Stuff like Larry Norman, Rez Band and Petra. I would listen to it, but I still didn't know what to think about Jesus.
I used to do sit ups to Diary of a Madman by Ozzy. I loved his style. I had no idea what he stood for. I didn't even care at the time. It was later that I realized what was happening to me. Nothing was to hard and crazy for me.
The end of my Senior year in High School, my best friend told me to take a hike, my girlfriend said I was a jerk and to top it off soon I would be on the bottom of the heap in my first year of college. I freaked out. I tried to listen to more music to ease the pain, but it didn't work.
I finally popped a Petra tape in my tape deck on a Sunday morning and drove to the Presbyterian Church. I snuck out of the house so my parents wouldn't know where I was going. I enjoyed my time there, but I didn't find God until later. I had begun working with the youth group at the church when I got a call from Jill Nicholson from the Puyallup YMCA. She was having a Christian Rock Concert and wanted to know if any of my kids wanted to come. I said, Rock? We'll be there!!!
I took 20 kids to a Christian Rock Concert in Tacoma. I was totally shocked. It was the coolest thing I had ever seen. The opening band was so horrible that we almost left. When the main band took the stage my mouth dropped on the floor. The lights went out and the fog machine churned out it's atmosphere. Out of the mist came a guitar player who just JAMMED. Better than I had ever heard before. He was dressed in leather and a Harley shirt. I couldn't believe my ears. The band kicked in and for 20 minutes I stood stunned that Christians could rock so hard. The only Christians I had ever seen were geeks and bible thumpers. I was amazed. Darrell Mansfield, the lead singer, stopped the concert for a moment and asked the crowd to sit down for a moment.
THIS DIDN'T HAPPEN AT ANY OF THE CONCERTS I HAD BEEN TO...
I was surprised to see all the kids sit down. He was dressed in leather pants and a white T-shirt. His hair was long and stringy. He didn't look like a preacher. He started sharing out of the Holy Bible. He told how Jesus Christ had come to this Earth and died on the cross for us. He then told how the devil was a liar and wanted to see me in Hell.
He started talking about the bands that I listened to, he knew alot of them. He said that they were as desperate for an answer as anyone else. He told me that he had tried to commit suicide when he was younger, he turned his wrists out to us to reveal scars on them. Jesus had transformed this guy into a very cool person. He was so real.
Darrell finally asked us to pray. Man was I scared. He asked if anyone needed to get right with God. I knew I needed to. I wasn't about to go forward and pray with him. I said the prayer at my seat. Half of my kids went forward to pray. This is what I said,"Jesus, if your real, I need you. I ask you to come into my heart. Forgive me for all the stupid things I have done and thought. I believe you died on the cross for me and then you rose again. Be the Lord of my life and help me to live my life for you. Amen"
I said the prayer and no fireworks went off, but something did happen. I was born again. I had become one of them... a CHRISTIAN. OH NO!!!
God delivered me out of Rock n Roll and wrote my name on the Heavenly roll. He can do the same for you. If you ask him. Romans 10:9-13 "...If you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead you will be saved!"
I still Rock, but now I Rock For Jesus!
