I was a pre-teen kid who grew up in a Christ-loving family here in SoCal, attended our Baptist church regularly, but who never really did anything with the Lord on a personal level. Figured because we prayed at meals and bedtime, all was good.
So me and some friends are riding our mini-bikes up in a cool dirt field (we used to call "The Pit") one Saturday when some long-haired blonde guy with a beard and cool little cartoon tracts about a guy named "Ben-Born-Again" comes down the hill from where this whitish, rectangle-shaped building was, and invited us and our families to go to a study about the bible. And if we wanted, we could go to their new church. They had just moved into the building. I immediately liked this guy because he talked about G_d and Jesus in such a personal way - and he talked like ME . . . No lofty "this" or "that" . . .just plain old talk - and he was funny, and to me, really cool (First time I EVER thought of a pastor being cool). Besides, he was young and I could totally relate to what he had to say.
So, turns out this guy was named Greg Laurie. I liked going to his church. At the time, he was kind-of co-pastoring with an older guy my parents liked named Keith Ritter. Each service would begin with a guy named Chuck Smith on a couple of TV monitors, then worship with Bob Probert, then Keith would speak, then Greg would speak.
The music was new and different too. No more sleepy organs and hymnals, no, there were guitars and drums and amplified instruments. I'm not saying the music wasn't worshipful, it was VERY worshipful, but it was MODERN and TODAY!
Since I came from a family of musicians, and was a musician myself, I was always especially drawn to the music. I started studying the violin at a very young age and quickly became very proficient ( I was kind-of a guniea pig in a new system being introduced in SoCal called the Shiniki Suzuki Method). My parents had taken us to all sorts of concerts from the time we were babies. I have numerous memories of literally being taken to shows in PAJAMAS, because my folks knew we would crash out long before the music was over. We spent many long hours driving all around Cali in our old station wagon going to bluegrass festivals, blues concerts, country and western shows, folk festivals, jazz concerts, you name it, we supported it.
So, at this cool church I heard music in alot of the styles that I was already familiar with. Bands like: Mustard Seed Faith, Benny Hester, Oden Fong, Love Song, The Way, Bob Bennett, Daniel Amos, Darrell Mansfield, etc, were regulars.
Then there was this other band called Sweet Comfort Band.
The level of their musicianship and their musicality was impressive, and their original music was extremely appealing. After awhile, it seemed like SCB was our own personal band. I honestly can't count how many times I was in attendance when SCB was ministering. Two of the guys were actually brothers, the guitar player was smokin'-good, (by this time I had drifted towards 'electric-guitar") and their keyboard player was really cocky and a gifted singer.
But the best part of SCB's ministry was when their bass player (an UNBELIEVABLE groove-master, btw) would share the Good News. His speech was eloquent, personal, and to the point. He allowed G_d to use him in a mighty way each time he spoke - with the obvious full knowledge that the word he spread would never return void.
So, honestly for years, that's as far as it went with me: going to Calvary Chapel Riverside, laughing at/with Pastor Greg, and digging the awesome music.
So, flash-forward to Easter Sunrise service in 1978. We're hosting another sunrise service at Narrows Park and SCB is ministering in music.
That's when G_d, in His mighty ways, used the music of SCB, the testimony of Kevin Thomson, and the invitation of Greg Laurie, to finally soften my heart, and that was the day I got up and made my public profession of faith in Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior.
In college, I ended up majoring in music (went in as a guitar major, changed over to bass major in my junior year - it was inevitable: my dad was a bass player) (See, it wasn't just Eli who followed in his dad's footsteps!); have been a music educator and active bass player ever since; and have for the last 15 years or so, been a part of the Harvest Christian Fellowship worship team.
Well, just wanted to tell you that Kevin's ministry is alive and well! I have no doubts that he is jammin' right now in the presence of the Lord!
A man who had no other intentions other than living his faith, my friends, there is no greater testimony!
Many blessings,
Tim Sherwood
http:www.SherwoodBass.com