It’s so easy, in today’s world of technology and fast-moving tracks, to barely glimpse at events that would have shocked us in earlier times. I have to slow down long enough to tell you about this one event.
I met Greg Ball and his family a couple years ago while performing table-side magic at the Watermark Grille restaurant in Naples, Florida. About as nice a man, wife and kids as one could hope to meet.
They’d just moved here a couple days earlier from Ohio, and Greg told me he was going to start a church in Naples. I performed, chatted and wished them the best. Over the next year or so, they came in a few more times with friends and family. He’d update me on his progress, invite me to join them at church and always left me smiling at how nice he and his family was (and still is!).
As time went on, I became close friends with Greg and we tried to meet for lunch at least once a week. Sometimes, I even went to his church, Destiny Church Naples, which meets at Gulfcoast High School. Even when we didn’t see each other for a few months, he remained one of my favorite people simply because he was engaging, he was real, and he is a “great man of God”, as Greg has defined others. We’ve shared a lot of laughter and serious discussions about family, life, church, religion, friends, and a thousand smaller topics in between.
Pastor Greg is without a doubt one of the coolest people I’ve ever met, and I’m richer for having met him. I’ve since discovered that he and his family have affected many people in the same way, here and abroad.

Greg turned 48 on Monday, October 12th, a short few weeks ago, and on Tuesday morning, around 8:30, he decided to go jogging with his wife Bobbie. Greg took off ahead at a brisk pace, but didn’t get far. With no history of heart or health problems, Greg’s heart decided to just stop beating. Doctors called it sudden death cardiac arrest. Only 2 to 5 percent of patients even make it to the hospital. A few houses down from his front door, Bobbie watched him collapse, and knew from the way he fell that he didn’t trip or stumble.
Bobbie frantically began pounding on doors of houses, hoping to find someone that could call 911. There were too many ‘no answers’. After several houses, she made her way towards Greg, remembering that one of their parishioners lived in the house near Greg. The garage door was open, she knew the resident would be getting ready to get his daughter off to school, and she knew he was a Collier County Sheriff’s Deputy.
It is hard to describe the panic of the scene, but having heard the 911 tapes, I was almost brought to tears from the sheer terror as Bobbie ran from house to house while some citizens dialed 911 from inside their homes.
Cpl. James Streeter had his patrol car across the street, where a life-saving defibrillator waited in the trunk. According to reports, Greg had now been without oxygen and a heartbeat for about 10 minutes. Some say 15 minutes. Cpl. Streeter confirmed there was no pulse, hooked up the defibrillator and gave Greg a shock. Then began the CPR, which finally worked. Greg began breathing on his own as the ambulance arrived.
At the emergency hospital, they determined he should be transported to Naples Community Hospital for a new, cutting edge treatment. They would induce hypothermia – cool his body – to diminish the further destruction of brain and blood cells.
For 24 hours Greg was in a state of induced hypothermia and word went out to individuals and churches all over the world. Pray, was the suggestion. Pray for a miracle that God can heal Greg completely. Pray that not only will he live to be with his family, but that the 10-15 minutes without oxygen and heartbeat won’t bring lasting and devastating effects to his brain.
I visited Greg in intensive care. It was difficult to see people I love living through a delicate time. But I know this: not one person I came into contact with during a difficult week had any doubt that their prayers, and the prayers of thousands and thousands of others would work. All knew that miracles are a given, and all spoke to their belief.
After 24 hours, the doctors began the process of warming Greg’s body. This was it. I will only now confess that I had apprehension.
He’d been in a coma for days and the future could not be told by doctors or nurses or friends and family.
Or could it?
It is hard to type this and not realize it sounds like a story – but here’s what happened, just like it happened: Greg warmed, he came out of his coma, started talking to Bobbie, and over the next 24 hours, became as alert and alive and compassionate and thinking as any of us reading this right now.
I walked into his room within a day of them warming him and he got out of bed to give me a huge bear hug. With a great twinkle in his eye, and words of thanks. And not one single memory of the events we knew. He doesn’t even remember going jogging.
There is absolutely no damage to his brain, his heart or his entire body. Those doctors tested everything. Some chalked it up to their new piece of equipment, and some chalked it up to something they just can’t explain.
It’s OK, though. Greg’s family and friends weren’t looking for an explanation.
Pastor Greg is already back to church, preaching and sharing and giving and loving. It’s what he does. This Sunday, he’s going to tell his story. If you’d like to hear it, stop in at Destiny Church Naples, at Gulfcoast High School on Immokalee Road in Naples, at 10:30 am. It’s about a mile or two east of I-75 at exit 111. I think you’ll enjoy meeting him.
If you’d like to read more of his story, or see a video he shot from his hospital bed shortly after he came out of his coma, click on some of these links here:
http://www.naplesnews.com/news/2009/oct/15/collier-deputy-revives-pastor-who-collapsed-while-/
http://www.nbc-2.com/Global/story.asp?S=11321082
http://www.abc-7.com/Global/story.asp?S=11356395
http://www.youtube.com/user/destinychurchnaples
http://www.destinychurchnaples.org













Also, I put a page into the site of pictures from bands and gigs along the way. I’ve had former band mates send me pictures over the years, as well as hanging on to old promo pictures and thought I’d post them. Makes for a visual timeline of sorts. Give me a holla if you see yourself in one of them – and even if you don’t!
















