For over twenty years my life was constantly on the move - yet I was not reaching my goals. Actually, the more I tried; all those years only took me father from them, until I met Jesus Christ. Drinking and using drugs as a teenager did not seem like such a big deal, it was fun at first. Then it became obvious that the twenty times that I was arrested had a pattern; I was drunk or loaded on drugs. From these arrests I spent a total of eight years in jail and prison. At the age of twenty-five I joined an outlaw club. After two prison terms I skipped bail and moved from Southern California to Canada to live with other members of that outlaw club.

With counterfeit identification the next three years went fairly smooth, that is until I tracked down and shot Doug McGuen, a rival club member. He had given his life to Jesus, was now a preacher and no longer rode with a bike club. "What's this punk DOING HIDING BEHIND GOD, GOD CAN'T HELP HIM," I remember thinking as I shot him five times from only four feet away. He fell to the ground as I drove away and later he shared with me that as he lay there bleeding, he prayed, "God forgive him, he doesn't know what he's doing. Track him down and save him like you did me, don't let him get away. In the name of Jesus, Amen.

God miraculously healed Doug and in three days he walked out of the hospital to be married four days later and he and his bride went on their honeymoon.

His continued prayer led me to northern California to a former outlaw biker,  Tommy Doyle, who I thought was growing "Pot". Instead, I found him a Christian and in prison ministry. He told me, "Bill, you are living your life without God, if you die like this you will go to Hell." So, I prayed to God to forgive me for living my life without Him and asked Jesus Christ into my life.

At my water baptism the Lord set me free from twenty years of drug use, drinking, cursing and stealing. I quit the outlaw club to serve the Lord. The Lord got me off parole two years early. I then realized I had been on parole, probation, and in and out of jails and prisons for a span of some twenty-three years. My life didn't belong to me, but to the state for those twenty-tree years.

I asked Doug to forgive me for shooting him, he did. I traveled to Canada to spend eleven days ministering side by side with Doug in churches, jails, and a local High School explaining changed lives and new beginnings through the LOVE and FORGlVENESS OF GOD IN JESUS CHRIST And God's saints forgiving one-another, even for attempted murder.