My Story - Bill Weather


My Long Strange Trip by Weatherbill 
(Jan 22 2009)

It was 1986, I was 19, on tour with the Grateful Dead, selling hits of LSD, dropping often & chasing the sugar magnolias. We would sometimes hop the fence and sneak in, since all the shows were sold out, where Bob Dylan would open for the Dead that year.

After summer tour 86, Jerry almost died and all shows were canceled. That left me out in San Francisco wondering what to do, since I was an east coast kid and first time out west. My life goal at the time was to sell enough of whatever to buy a VW van and tour with the Dead for the rest of my life.

As I was hitching around the country, doing my own tour, God was after me. Wherever I went, God had someone in my path, trying to draw me, trying to reveal himself to me, gently prodding me. Eventually, I wound up at a rainbow gathering outside Eugene OR, Cougar Hot Springs and met a friend Larry. We would have pot smoking bible studies at his house & some how, I started to get into this, but still, no real change. This was fall of 1986.

But Hey Now! Jerry was back, so it was time 4 some New Years shows! I could remember my first real answered prayer. I was stuck hitching close to Mt Shasta for hours. I was trying to get a ride to Berkley for the shows. Finally, I prayed "God, get me a ride." It was not 2 minutes later that a trucker pulled over and it was a ride all the way to Berkeley!

The night of the 1st of 4 shows, I did my normal dosage, which was about 2-4 hits every other week for a time, but this trip was quite different. People started reading my mind and speaking my thoughts. I had no idea at the time. I thought dead heads had done so much LSD, that we could all now telepathically communicate, but later, I realized, they were demons speaking my thoughts and talking to me.

On the 3rd day, I couldn't find a ticket. All the shows were sold out, so I walked way out onto the highway to try to flag someone down with a spare ticket who might be coming in to see the show. No luck. Making the long track back, several blocks from the Keiser Auditorium, (Oakland, CA) I prayed, "God, get me a ticket." I thought, since it worked for hitching, it might work for getting a ticket. Well, when I got a block from the Keiser, I happened to be in the right place at the right time and there was a guy passing out free tickets from his car. I quickly swiped one out of his outstretched hand. Soon, his car was swarmed by heads and off he sped, escaping the throng of people about to burry his car in a blockade of human flesh. That was my 2nd answered prayer! God was revealing himself to me more and more.

A week later I found myself back up in Oregon and in the hospital in a coma. My friends described what sounded like a biblical story of a demonically possessed man, with eyes rolled back , foaming at the mouth with convulsions when faced by the power of Jesus. Not sure, but I must have been attacked by a demon since God was after me and the demons didn't like that.

Well I recouped from that and it was time for some more Dead shows in March, so it was down to Cali for some more. After those shows I decided I was going to move to a better climate, so it was onto Santa Cruz California.

About a month later I was camped out under a bridge. Soon enough, I heard these voices out in the woods say "He's gone, he's gone". I said "Who's out there?" The next voice I heard, I kid you not,  was the audible voice of Jesus Christ. He said "I'm your Lord, Jesus Christ." I asked what do you want, as my heart pounds like a sledge hammer.   Jesus began to give me a list of things I needed to do to change. I had to give up some serious stuff i was attached to. To this day, I have not regretted giving up any of it and it was one of the greatest days of my life.

The next am, I had a new presence with me that I had never felt before. It was the gift of the promise of the Spirit, to all who decide to follow Christ.

I can't say it's been all smooth sailing walking with God, but it has been a great journey with God for these 22 years. The door is still open to anyone who would walk thru that door of faith and receive the gift of eternal life thru Jesus. He is alive and he is the Lord, coming back to over throw this wicked world & bring in everlasting peace. If you're wanting the music to really never stop, gotta go with the big wheel turning by the grace of God. Then you could truly sing, "it ain't, never gonna end." So if you're Wharf Rat Doggin' it, ask Jesus to get U to livin' the good life.

I hope we can all be gathered again when Jesus, the ticket in, comes to take his children home, but no ticket, no entry. It's as simple as that! Acts 4:12

Remember what Jerry loved to sing.
"I love you, but Jesus loves you best."

If you don't know Jesus Christ, I encourage you to give up the 2nd death and walking in the flesh (carnality) and come to the only one who can grant eternal life in paradise and help you to walk in the Spirit, so you would know the Love of the Father of all life! His peace and joy never grow old!

If you would like to escape the 2nd death in the Dire Wolf, say this prayer
"Lord Jesus, I want to make a firm decision to follow you. Please help me to follow you by giving me the Holy Spirit. I turn now from all sin. I ask that you become Lord of my life. Lord begin to work in my heart and life the way you want. Amen"

If you've prayed that prayer, now begin to walk like you care about what God thinks more than anyone else and he will begin to reveal himself to you more and more as you press into him in reading the bible and finding other in the faith to hang with.





My Crazy Wonderful Supernatural Encounter
Bill Weather
It was 1986, a time of great hedonism. The biggest underground rock n roll band in the world was at their height, the Grateful Dead, offering kids from broken homes, community, women, drugs and some of the greatest, organic, positive,  mixolydian rock n roll one could consume. It was all a teenager like I could ever want, with lures, adventure, travel and delight, without the shallow commercial spirit of the music industry.

19 Years old and Grateful Dead '86 Summer Tour! Yee ha! But behind the thrill and tye dye swirls, were a pile of dead heads 6 feet under. This was the power of Shakedown Street! Party till you drop! So we emersed ourselves in all we could consume, for tomorrow, we dire wolfed.

Then it was onto the west coast... California, knocking on the golden door, hungry for more. This was the start of a life that was going to be destroyed by wild and dangerous living...

Hopping off the bus in San Francisco for more summer tour, filled with hope and great expectation for more dancing tye dyed lure and delight, but suddenly, everything changed. Jerry, Capt' Trips Garcia, was in a coma! All the shows cancelled!

Like a lost sailor without a ship, 3000 miles from home, the drive to live a new life of adventure could not be quenched. It was onto the highways and byways of hitching from town to town, to wander with the wind, till the Capt would recover to promise us another tour of consumption and delight. Golden Gate Park, Berkeley, Boulder Colorado, Albequerque, Santa Cruz and up to Eugene Oregon, all the hot hippie college towns of the wondering carnival.

But someone was after me, someone I didn't know was so real. He had a plan, a divine plan, an ingenious plan to take this scrubby little lamb of spots and scars into a  world, where all things would become new.

It was Spring 1987, Santa Cruz, California. Camped out under a bridge in the wilderness, in the black of the night,  I hear the voices from the woods, "He's gone! He's Gone." "Who's out there" I replied with a bit of fright.

"I'm your Lord Jesus Christ," was the reply!  The audible voice of the Lord of Glory!
"Oh man!" was my first response.
The demons were there too, great mimickers of  vocal morphing.
"Don't call me a man! I'm your Lord, Jesus Christ!" was the super harsh response
But the Lord of Glory cut in and began to speak with such a kindness, with such a positive love I had never heard before.

 "What do you want?" was my reply, as my heart pounded in me like a sledge hammer. "Stop smoking, stop doing drugs, stop lusting after women, obey the commands, watch what you say, try to win souls, eat more healthy." I hung onto every word as though it were a matter of life and death. The world stopped. The end had come. The start of a new life begun.
"What else Lord. What else do you want me to do?"

But ahhhh, those demons. They had a trickery awaiting to deceive a vulnerable little babe such as I. It was now God the Father speaking in a much deeper tone, like he did with Moses on the Mount. "Do not eat meat. Do not reproduce" where the deep, slowly given, deceptive tones. But a voice of stress was there "Zoot, you're being deceived. Zoot, you're being deceived" (Zoot-former nickname).
I should have paid more attention in high school, "Deceived, hmm, deceived... what does that mean."

It was late. I had to get some sleep, but the next day, wow! I had a new presence I had never felt before! It was the promise of the Holy Spirit. He was all over me. I had not yet given up all to his will.

"You must give up following the Grateful Dead, it's idolatry ... "
"You must give up wanting a woman, you're not ready..."

Ouch! Ouch! More Ouch! The two things that had my heart bound in chains of wantonness. Throughout the day, the tugs on my shoulder would not cease. The God of all love was hard after me. Conviction! Conviction! Conviction! I could not run! I knew! I must yield! I must trust! Two and Three days of struggle, tugs and weights of conviction..... "OK! I give it up! I will do all you're telling me!"

It's been almost 25 years and I can't thank my God enough for that day that made all things new! I refuse to play it down. I refuse to accept the lame response of lukewarm  Christians who have no faith for the supernatural! That day was super special! The Lord of Glory does not do that very often, speak in an audible voice to one lone lost sheep. THAT IS SPECIAL! He has a plan! He has a mission! He has amazing things being readied for those who love him!

Give your life! Give your life! You'll get it back! Nothing else can, but the resurrection and the life, Jesus Christ the king of kings, the Rock of ages, the Sage of Sages, the hero of all heros and the life everlasting!

This is my salvation testimony. I, Bill Weather, saved by the audible voice of the Lord of Glory, Jesus Christ, Yahshua Messiah, Son of the most high, coming to return for all who live in him! He is coming SOOOOOOOOON! Blessings!

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