As many of you know, before I came to faith in Jesus in late 1971 as a 16-year-old, Jewish, hippie rock drummer, I was a heavy drug user, even boasting about my drug use. I also broke into a couple of houses with my friends, as well as a doctor’s office. (The primary motivation was just to do something crazy.)
Even more shamefully, I stole money from my father on several occasions when some of my friends needed a few bucks.
This was the most despicable act of all....