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June 13th, 2010

Slideshow : Pete’s Story

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Pete Mason’s Story in Slideshow : Out of the Darkness, into the Light

Early Years – I was born in Vancouver, BC, Canada on September 28, 1962. I am the youngest of five children: Allan, Don, Lorraine, David (R.I.P. 1987) and me. My earliest memories are of feeling a lot of love, warmth and excitement. As time went on I recall a number of tense times when my older siblings would fight. I was quite shy as a young boy.

I was baptized into the Catholic faith in St. Jude’s Church in Vancouver as an infant. As a young child, I recall taking the baby Jesus out of his crib from our Nativity scene, holding him in my hands and kissing him. I loved Jesus with a simple, pure love that I learned from my parents. My mother used to kneel down to pray with me every night.

I attended St. Francis de Sales elementary school in Burnaby. I enjoyed going to the school masses and singing songs with all the other children. I grew up to love adventure!

I remember when I was in elementary school, probably around grade 5 or so, watching a video on the life of Padre Pio, the famous stigmatist—priest from Italy, who, like St. Francis of Assisi, bore the wounds of Christ on his hands, feet and side for over 50 years. I remember this video really having a powerful impression on me and made me think of being in God’s service when I grew up.

Soon, however, my passion for rock and roll completely overshadowed any spiritual goals, as this was the time of Beatlemania, the Rolling Stones, etc. While in school, I learned how to play the electric guitar – and dreamed of becoming a rock star. I was greatly influenced by my brother David, in his choice of music and long hair. Black Sabbath, Vol IV was the first album I ever bought and I listened to it all the time and knew it by heart.

I even brought it one day to “show and tell” along with my stereo and cranked up Ozzy and the boys, much to the horror of my elementary school teacher! (Other kids were bringing “nice” things like dolls, toys, etc.)… I also won the “longest hair for a boy” in school as well, which I was very proud of!

Sold on Satan – In grade seven, I gave my soul to Satan. I was fully aware of what I was doing. I figured that since I enjoyed doing bad things, I might as well join the devil’s team. I began to take an interest in the occult – using tarot cards, a ouija board and a mask of Satan. I painted my walls dark red and my ceiling black; I posted a picture of Satan with horns, a pitchfork and a wicked grimace.

High School and Beyond – When I entered St. Thomas More High School, I played with a band. Those were the days of wild weekend parties and lots of drinking. Once, arriving home from a wild party, I looked in the mirror – and my face was bloodied, my hair a mess and my clothing filthy. Instantly, I thought about the sufferings of Jesus, even though I was not in a loving relationship with him at the time.

My older brother David was a huge influence on my musical tastes: he introduced me to Led Zeppelin and the rest was history. I had a poster of Robert Plant on my wall and grew my hair long like his, dressed like him, sang like him, etc. and then got into Black Sabbath in a huge way as well as Alice Cooper. Kiss was the first rock concert I ever went to.

I was blown away by the sound, the lights, the special effects, the real fire explosions (you could feel the heat hundreds of feet away), the stage blood, the breathing fire by Gene Simmons, etc. and I was hooked! All I wanted to do was do what they were doing: be a rock star and totally rock the world!

At the time I did believe in God and went to Catholic mass every week, but really didn’t care at all about religion and I never prayed. I was just taking up space in church. Sometimes I bugged the people there by making noise, talking and even throwing pieces of paper over the balcony to try to land them on people’s heads below! I must admit, that was a lot of fun!

Some of my friends used to sniff gas but I never got into that because I thought it was a stupid thing to do. For Halloween, however, I did put gas into a glass spray can that used to have hair spray in it, and went around with a lighter shooting 5-foot flames around Burnaby, which was a potentially deadly thing to do! Fortunately, I didn’t blow up or set myself on fire.

I quit Catholic school because the principal was bugging me about my long hair and most of my friends had left for public school because there were girls there, and there was none at STM. I had a real knack of mimicking our teachers to a STM. My friends laughed their heads off at my impressions of our teachers.

I was kicked out of school for a day because I refused to cut my hair: I just put it up in curlers to trick them into thinking it was short, but it rained out and it went long again and the principal got mad at me and sent me home! So, I went to Burnaby South High School for grade 12. I joined the progressive rock band Tom Foolery. We were a trio, very much like Rush, and our drummer, Phil Haslip, was amazing and could play like no other drummer I had met before.

After graduating, I went on the road with a rock band named Roxcity. We were loud, heavy and loved to party. Once, after a gig, I watched a TV movie about the life of Jesus. It caused me to think about my spiritual life briefly. God was planting a seed.

I quit Roxcity while on the road, as I was getting worn out with the wild lifestyle. I joined another couple of musicians, to form Tyranny. The name aptly describes what life was like in the band. In that band, though, I did start writing songs and lyrics that were expressing a searching for meaning, like “Questions in My Mind:” “What makes the stars shine and the earth spin? What makes a man think he is real?” I shut the band down after doing only one live show with them, because I was restless and unhappy and I began to search for a purpose in my life.

One day, an unusual thought came to me: “I am a Catholic.” I realized that I had not lived as a Christian should – and I felt guilty. I continued to search for something to make my life meaningful. I slowly began to believe God must have something to do with these feelings.

Prodigal Son Gets Tired of the Pig Sty! – One day in May, 1982 I was mowing our front lawn. At one point, I sensed a strong presence — the presence of Jesus. I stopped the mower, and listened interiorly. An image of Jesus knocking at a door appeared in my mind, and I heard Jesus saying to me:

“Peter, I am what you have been searching for. Open your heart to me and I will give you peace and a new life.”

I explained to the Lord that I was like the prodigal son – but that if he wanted me to, I would open my heart to him. So I prayed, giving my life to Jesus, accepting him as Lord and Saviour, and expressing sorrow for all my sins.

As soon as this prayer was finished, I felt a great weight lifted off me; the power of the Holy Spirit filled me with joy, peace and love. I finished the lawn, and went inside. My mother noticed a change in me, and I said something to her about Jesus. Shortly after, I went to Confession. I was welcomed by the priest, who heard all my sins. He encouraged me by saying that, even though I had not paid much attention to Jesus all these years, the Lord had never abandoned me. I felt such a spiritual burden being taken away. I walked out of that church feeling like a new man.

From that point on, I wanted to please God. I began to participate actively in Sunday Mass, and eventually began attending daily Mass. I loved to pray after Mass, having just received Jesus in Communion. My life was transformed in ways I could hardly believe. I was filled with a joy I had never known before, and a burning desire to share Jesus with everyone. I had a deep hunger for God, and loved to begin the day with quiet prayer, reading the Bible and the lives of the saints.

I read about the life of St. Clare and how she had all of her beautiful long blonde hair cut off when she decided to follow the way of life that St. Francis of Assisi had embraced, so I took a pair of scissors and cut off all my long hair. I stuck it in a glass box, thinking, at the time, that if I ever became a canonized saint it would be a neat relic, because I saw that they had a box of some of St. Clare’s hair! It was a real hack job but it did the trick: I made the change: I felt like a new man both interiorly and exteriorly.

For me, my long hair had been a kind of symbol of my dreams of rock star fame. The new short hair was a symbol of giving myself to Christ and rejecting the lure of sin and the world. I walked around Burnaby to see what it felt like to have short hair (I had long hair constantly since about grade 5!)

I helped to start a youth group in my parish with friends. Since that time I was involved in many kinds of ministries in the church and travelled on pilgrimages to Israel, Rome, Assisi, England, Medjugorje, Mexico, USA and across Canada. I released several Christian albums and have made three Christian music videos. I wrote a book on spiritual warfare called “Spiritual Weapons” which is available on this site for free as an e-book. Many more things could be shared but this is the main part of my testimony: how Jesus reached out to me back in 1982 and transformed my life forever.

Today, many years later, I am still following Jesus and am now married to my wonderful wife Cyndie. Together we started the Missionaries of Merciful Love, a group that is dedicated to living and spreading the merciful love of Jesus in the world. In 2004 I started the band Myztery, which is now a recording band in our studio while we tour with our new music ministry

Thank you for taking the time to read my testimony of how Jesus changed my life. Open your heart to Him, ask Him to cleanse you of yours sins, give your past, present and future to Him. Trust in Him and ask God the Father to reveal His perfect will for your life. Be baptized by water and the Holy Spirit. Attend church every Sunday and receive the Body and Blood of Jesus in holy communion at every mass. Read the Word of God, especialy the Gospel according to John. No matter what darkness you have been in or may be in now, the light of Jesus is greater and more powerful!

God loves you! God is merciful! Trust in Him!

– – – written by Pete Mason

June 7th, 2010

Psalm 23 Slideshow

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Psalm 23 Explained Slideshow is given above for free download. Some slide pictures are also given here for a preview. You may have never thought nor looked at this Psalm in this way;  even though you say it again and again.


The Lord is my Shepherd – That’s Relationship!

I shall not want – That’s Supply!

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures – That’s Rest!

He leadeth me beside the still waters – That’s Refreshment!

He restoreth my soul – That’s Healing!

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness – That’s Guidance!

For His name sake – That’s Purpose!

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death – That’s Testing!

I will fear no evil – That’s Protection!

For Thou art with me – That’s Faithfulness!

Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me – That’s Discipline!

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of my enemies – That’s Hope!

Thou anointest my head with oil – That’s Consecration!

My cup runneth over – That’s Abundance!

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life – That’s Blessing!

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord – That’s Security!

Forever – That’s Eternity!


Face it, the Lord and I think you are special.  Send this article to the people you think are special.

What is most valuable, is not what we have in our lives; but WHO we have in our lives.

Hear Psalm 23 sung by Don Moen – – – Psalm 23 Song

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April 14th, 2010

God’s Love Story Slideshow

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God’s Love Story

One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise. Ah, the beauty of God’s creation is beyond description. As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work. As I sat there, I felt the Lord’s presence with me.

He asked me, “Do you love me?”  I answered, “Of course, God! You are my Lord and Saviour!”

Then He asked, “If you were physically handicapped, would you still love me?”

I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn’t be able to do — the things that I took for granted? And I answered, “It would be tough Lord, but I would still love You.”

Then the Lord said, “If you were blind, would you still love my creation?”

How could I love something without being able to see it? Then I thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them still loved God and His creation. So I answered, “Its hard to think of it, but I would still love you.”

The Lord then asked me, “If you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?”

How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood. Listening to God’s Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts. I answered, “It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word.”

The Lord then asked, “If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?”

How could I praise without a voice? Then it occurred to me: God wants us to sing from our very heart and soul. It never matters what we sound like. And praising God is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with our words of thanks. So I answered, “Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your Name.”

And the Lord asked, “Do you really love Me?”

With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly, “Yes Lord! I love You because You are the one and true God!” I thought I had answered well, but God asked, “THEN WHY DO YOU SIN?”

I answered, “Because I am only human. I am not perfect.”


No answers — only tears.

The Lord continued: “Why only sing at fellowships and retreats? Why seek Me only in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?”

The tears continued to roll down my cheeks.

“Why are you ashamed of Me? Why are you not spreading the good news? Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on? Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?”

I tried to answer, but there was no answer to give.

“You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away. I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn away. I have revealed My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge. I have spoken to you but your ears were closed. I have shown My blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away. I have sent you servants, but you sat idly by as they were pushed away. I have heard your prayers and I have answered them all.”


I could not answer. How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse. What could I say to this? My heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said, Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child.”

The Lord answered, ” That is My Grace, My child.”

I asked, ” Then why do you continue to forgive me? Why do You love me so?”

The Lord answered, “Because you are My creation. You are my child. I will never abandon you. When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you. When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you. When you are down, I will encourage you. When you fall, I will raise you up. When you are tired, I will carry you. I will be with you till the end of days, and I will love you forever.”

Never had I cried so hard before. How could I have been so cold? How could I have hurt God as I had done?

I asked God, “How much do You love me?”

The Lord stretched out His arms, and I saw His nail-pierced hands. I bowed down at the feet of Christ, my Saviour.

And for the first time, I truly prayed.

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