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Al Peratt lived a hard life smuggling and selling drugs. Through a prayer to God, his life has come full circle. He ministers to the depressed, oppressed, addicted and convicted.
By Veronica Stoneall, Living Stones News Writer
“I waited patiently for the Lord: He turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit. Out of the mud and mire; He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord.” Psalm 40:1-3 NIV
Al Peratt, pastor at Ridgecrest Baptist Church in Sioux Falls, had lived an addictive lifestyle of drugs, alcohol, crime and subsequent prison time. In prison, Peratt found Jesus. He now ministers to those still living in the bondage of sin.
Pastor Al Peratt, senior pastor of Ridgecrest Baptist Church in Sioux Falls, S.D., has come full circle in his life. Dealing with foster care and abuse as a child, alcoholism in his family and his own life as well as becoming involved with selling and using drugs led him on a downhill road to serving time in the South Dakota State Penitentiary. The miracle of his life began when he fell to his knees and asked Jesus to free him spiritually and allow him to help others like him.
Peratt grew up in San Diego, Calif. His parents were divorced. His dad, who was in the Navy, tried, but the kids ended up in foster care until Peratt was about 6 years old.
“That was very disorienting for me,” Peratt said. “It affected how I trusted people.”
When Peratt was growing up, his father and step mother drank alcohol quite often. However, when he was in high school, they made a complete turn around and accepted the Lord as their savior. Peratt became a youth leader and music leader in the church. He was the “boy who would make it in the world.”
“Being an adult child of an alcoholic, I knew how to ‘do’ church and say the right things,” Peratt said. “However, I pushed the limits. I went to dances and stayed out late. I didn’t break the law, rob banks or anything. I just broke the rules. But, I loved school. I never missed it. School was my safe place.
“My dad, under the guise of helping me out, asked me to help clean the church. It was a beautiful day, and I was in church. This man and I went back into the choir room under the guise of cleaning it out, and he shut the door. He said for me to sit down and have a Pepsi. He started to molest me. There was a picture of Jesus on the wall. This went on for a year or more. The man would know when my folks were going to be gone, and he would show up when I was studying. From that point on, I associated Jesus with bad things.
“This does not have to happen, but it does,” he added. “Parents need to be aware.” Peratt graduated from high school and enrolled in seminary at California Baptist College in Riverside, Calif.. His first year went well, but as a sophomore, he discovered girls and became complacent. He quit going to chapel.
“I had a bad game of basketball, took my first drink and had my first blackout (drinking/drugging until unconscious). I was scared, but intrigued,” Peratt said. “Many times I had heard, ‘Drinking is bad, You will go to Hell.’ My young mind said, ‘That is a lie! It feels good!’ If you said don’t, I would do it.”.
A few weeks later, Peratt drank because he had a good game. He drank again and had more blackouts. He was kicked out of seminary.
“I played the blame game. How dare they kick me out! That was the beginning of my using drugs.” Peratt said.
Peratt joined the military during the Vietnam era in the late 60s and 70s. He found he could drink more than anyone. He was proud of that fact. He was sent to Europe where he was introduced to hashish -- his first drug. He was intrigued again because it felt so good.
“Life is boring to an addictive person,” Peratt said. “I enjoyed things that made life more exciting. By day I was a sergeant E 5 Battalion legal clerk. By night
I dealt hashish to the whole brigade. I made an enormous amount of money. I smuggled liquor, explosives and dope back to the states. Friends in San Francisco sent me LSD.”
Pastor Al Peratt is comfortable taking the Gospel to people who need Jesus -- wherever they are.
Peratt received an honorable discharge in 1971. He went to Los Angeles where his real mom lived. He sold drugs he had smuggled back from Europe to the outlaw biker gangs.
“The reason I left Los Angeles was I got involved in the Brotherhood which is the inside organization of a biker gang,” he said. “They enforce — collect debts and beat people up when necessary. One day I was handed a gun by a carload of gang members while driving on the Long Beach Freeway.
“I never understood the Trinity as a youth in the church. I knew the Father, I knew the Son, Jesus Christ, but the Holy Ghost? (Holy Spirit) It seemed like Halloween
stuff to me. But, I knew that when the gang gave me that gun, the Holy Spirit saved my life in that car. Because I said, “No!”
“The Brotherhood kicked me out of the car and told me to get my stuff. I got it and went back to San Diego. A couple weeks later, the FBI came to my door and asked questions about that night. They knew I did not participate in what ended up being a murder. They plea bargained for me. The others have been doing life sentences since 1972.”
While living in San Diego, Peratt got deeper into smuggling marijuana, pills and cocaine. He was caught and given five years to life for transporting (smuggling and selling drugs). He was sent to Chino State Prison in l974.
Peratt met his wife, Teresa, when he was 25 and she was 15. Peratt smoked a joint with her dad, and he gave Peratt permission for her to live with him. When he got out on parole, Peratt tried heroin. He and his wife smoked $400 worth every day. To keep this habit, one either commits a crime or smuggles dope or drugs. Peratt would work his parole job during the day and smuggle drugs at night.
“Teresa and I would go to Mexico and get drugs. She would pack them for me, as I did not trust anyone else. I would swallow 35 balloons filled with triple bags of heroin to cross the border. Any one of the balloons could have killed me. I have trouble with my stomach today as sometimes I couldn’t get the balloons back out of me.
Peratt and Teresa married and had a son, A. J. Peratt. Their lives were very dark spiritually. Thinking that all the problems in his life were his wife’s fault, Peratt kidnapped his son and moved to Rapid City, S.D. Peratt missed his wife and asked her to come to Rapid City. He also asked her to bring “some of the product.” The whole drug scene started over again.
“I believe God gives us every opportunity to come back to him. For some of us, it is going to the penitentiary. This was true for me,” Peratt said. “I was busted by the State of South Dakota, and I got seven years for possession and three years for selling drugs.
“I went to the penitentiary,” Peratt said. “I was a tough guy. Shades, bandana -- I thought this was my life. Medical people tried to help me. I had Hepatitis C. I cussed them out. My name was “Nasty Al” as I had a bad mouth. Then I saw chemical dependency people. I marked 53 different drugs that I had used and added five more not listed. I laughed at them. I went to my cell and hallucinated for two weeks. I saw bugs everywhere. It was very sad.
“South Dakota State Penitentiary was a blessing to me. I needed to go there. While at the Penitentiary I went to prison school. My teacher Barb Mueller told me, ‘You hurt! You don’t hate.’ She made me journal. I hated it. It was so hard. I hated me. I was worthless.
“God brings God’s people in God’s time. God brought me a prison lifer. He brought me Reid “Doc” Holiday. Reid asked me if I wanted to go to a 12-step meeting.
“All I could see was the picture of Jesus in the choir room!” Peratt said.
“These lifers saved me in these meetings. They taught me. I thought God would not want a worthless man like me. They taught me different.”
“Then I got a federal indictment — racketeering influenced corrupt organization, a gang leader of over 150 people. I qualified and faced 160 years, but the sentence was brought down to five years to 40 years and a $1 million fine.
“ I got down on my knees. I made a deal with God. I’ll give up my family, but let me help others, I prayed. This is so bad.!” Peratt said. “My Judge was mean, but somehow he gave me so much rope, and said, ‘but if you mess up, you will be mine for life.’
“I got five years and no fine. This was a new start. I went back to the penitentiary, but it was different. I was incarcerated, but I was free!” Peratt said. “My new name was just Al not Nasty Al. I started the Ball and Chain Church Choir. It was tough. I had to quit smoking, lying and swearing. My biggest support was the lifers who helped me see life for the way it was. This prepared me and gave me a foundation.
“I still had a problem with Jesus. Then something hit me -- it was the Holy Spirit again. I made a commitment to serve God. I need to serve Jesus Christ. My life was changed! I got out on parole. I had nothing. I wore used clothes.
In l991, my first day out of prison, someone from Narcotics 12 Step Program came to take me to a meeting at Keystone. I could work, attend church and go to meetings. So I went to Ridgecrest Baptist church. I sat in the back daring them to ask me to leave.
“A little lady named Mrs. Garrott came over and asked, ‘Are you Al? I’ve been praying for you for three years.! I love your family. I am so glad you are here!’
“I found my home -- Ridgecrest Church! The pastor Reverend Jesse Moore said to come on down and help. I cleaned bathrooms, swept and washed dishes.”
“They had fed my family!” Peratt said.
“I had earned a business and paralegal degree while in the penitentiary. I found a job and later started as an operator at Hutchinson Technology. I worked hard and came to work early. I wanted people to know it didn’t matter if I was a con. Today, I am a production supervisor at Hutchinson Technology.
“People began to see my walk was genuine,” Peratt said. “I go into jails to help people know what it will be like in the penitentiary. I was licensed to preach so I could go into jails and institutions. I administer to addicts. I was ordained as a Baptist Minister in 1997. I was asked to come into the prison school and speak. I said. ‘Yes. if you let me out the same day I come.’ I am now a prison chaplain. In 1999 the governor of South Dakota gave me a card to go to the penitentiary and speak anytime -- 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. This is unheard of for a convicted person. God has given me the gift of helping others.
“I have pierced my lip. It gives me many opportunities to minister to others. We have Church Set Free! On the Edge (of going to hell) at 7 p.m. on Saturday nights at Ridgecrest Baptist Church. We can be examples to people on the edge. We can help them find the way. My ministry is for the depressed, oppressed. addicted and convicted. We are serving Christ. I get to see the miracles! Who said you can’t have fun with Jesus! We party with Jesus on Saturday night!”.
Feel free to contact Pastor Al at his e-mail address:
pasteral@sio.midco.net. He asked God on his knees to be able to help others. He is making a difference in hurting people’s lives. Thank you, Jesus.