... In the latter part of 1978 Kevin Nugent, Fred and I were in a small, 8 track studio in New Haven, CT recording the first of what we knew would be a good five albums worth of material to eventually get recorded. We had a lot of music. It was a very fertile time for me, musically speaking, lyrically and all. And the three of us just melded together, musically, as well. But my soul was empty. Drums, everything associated with drums, drumming, music ... I just felt alone and empty. I should mention I became an atheist around 13 years of age. Just stopped considering the existence of a real, personal God. The Bible? Just made up. Stories. Fiction. Ancient myths and ... well, legends. For years I asked questions of schoolmates, other friends, relatives; no one had the answers to my probing questions. Wrong. God allowed a certain set of circumstances to develop around me which began to unravel the shroud of mystery He seemed to be clothed in. Those circumstances led to the evening of March 18, 1979. At 24, right in the middle of our album project, I gave my life to God, to Christ, to a real, personal Savior and Lord. The actual moment of conversion was like my bedroom lighting up and a joy, a peace, a cascading of God's presence flowing through me while I lay in bed , and it was overwhelming. Inexpressible. It was so real it remains a vivid memory 30 years later. And a new path was born.
There wasn't much musical imagination around me in those formative days after my conversion. Drums were frowned upon in the church I joined, no one suggested I think deeply about the instrument and the talents God gave me, and how to employ such in the future, save for a few comments from the Bible worker who studied with me, and a guy who became a close friend in the church, a very marvelous classical pianist; and seeing as I had to pay off the bank loan for the album project, I sold all my drums, cymbals, everything. In many ways I just lost interest, almost overnight, which astounded people close to me. I left Legend, and left behind a lot of confusion for those who just could not figure out what on earth I was doing. But the reality of it, to me, was so profound I saw no other path so strong and so alive. Why couldn't everyone else see it? Hope. I found hope. I found truth. I found love deeper than anything one can imagine. Oh, yes. God is real. And I answered His call.
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I owned a small set or two over the next twelve years, but always sold them to get some new equipment for ministry I was in. Got into preaching, teaching, evangelism, seminars, some writing, did some traveling, had a few radio programs, and just kept busy involved in ministry. ...