Bill Saye Ministries
1545 N. Expressway #310
Griffin, GA 30223
Bill Saye Ministries
Proclaiming Freedom in Christ
Bill Saye's Testimony
Bill Saye was born on September 13, 1942. Forty years later on September 24, 1982, he died while in prison and was immediately born again!
During his forty years of unsaved living, he was a truck driver who became involved in organized crime which led him to become head of a very large drug organization in 1975.
He became a multi-millionaire in the drug business, but his life was shattered in 1980 when he was arrested for first degree murder and was under the threat of the death penalty for two years. God intervened and brought him from the death penalty to one year in prison. You will be challenged and encouraged by these brief excerpts from his life story...
I was born very poor. My dad made $12.50 a week when I was born. We lived on a 65-acre farm in the very southern part of Fulton County. I was born in 1942 and back in those days the only ones who came to visit us were the Jehovah's witnesses because we lived so far back. The Mormons could not ride their bicycles that far.
We literally had cracks in the floor. We lived in an old slave home and when we moved there, Mother would go out and cut broom sage down and tie it together to make a broom. She would just sweep stuff out the cracks and the chickens would run under the house.
For the first six years of my life, I didn't realize we were poor. We did not have anything, so how can you miss it? I was a happy kid for six years.
When I became six years old, the most horrifying day in my life happened. I had to start school! But you see, I had to start school barefoot, and the clothes I had were hand-me-down clothes from a cousin of mine. I had two pairs of old overalls, which had holes on the knees and patches on the side. However, I did not have to walk five miles in the freezing rain, I caught the school bus right in front of the house.
I remember going to school the first day and the kids laughed me. They made fun of me and called me names. They humiliated me and I felt so bad.
One day the teacher called me up in front of the class. She was a good Christian lady and I knew she meant well. She wanted to tell those kids, because Bill doesn't have shoes doesn't make him any different than you. But it didn't work that way. When she called their attention to my feet they all began to laugh and this just totally humiliated me.
I can remember running out that schoolroom door and running down that hallway with hot tears running down my cheeks saying to myself, "I will not have bare feet, even if I have to kill someone to get shoes."
I realized that my daughter was about to start to school and all the clothes she had were hand-me-downs and stuff we had gotten from the Salvation Army. All the pain that I had felt in that first grade experience came crashing in on me. When I had to look at my little baby girl and think, God, I can't stand the thought of having her be humiliated and mocked and laughed at like I was. So I got involved with organized crime.
Listen to me, there is nothing more important on this earth than your family. But don't you let Satan deceive you into thinking that you can just make one good deal and get out, everything is going to be all right. That is exactly what he tried to do to me. I thought I would make this one deal, but what happens is, there is a vacuum that sucks you down the tubes with it. Your idea is, I will pay off my bills and everything will be okay. We will live happily ever after. Let me share with you how happily ever after I lived.
I made that one deal and our intentions were to pay off our car, buy us all new clothes so we would have decent clothes, but it didn't work that way. We enjoyed the outdoors, so when I made that first deal, I bought a boat. We didn't even have bathing suits to wear. So, I had to go make another deal, and before I knew it, I was engulfed in being an organized crime member.
I spent 15 years of my life in organized crime. During that 15 years, I was shot twice, stabbed, beaten and arrested so many times, I can't even remember. I had 2 homes that burned completely to the ground and six assassination attempts were made on my life. My daughter was beaten within an inch of her life; it took 3 years of plastic surgery just to repair her face. My son was kidnapped in Ontario, California, but that didn't matter; Satan had convinced me this was part of the game. Look at the money you are making? The money I was making never did me any good. It never accomplished anything for me, because in the end, I ended up with nothing.
My empire came crashing down around my feet in October of 1980. I was arrested on First-Degree murder charges and was told I would die in the electric chair. I lived under that threat for over 2 years. You can't imagine what it does to you. You know that one day they are going to sit you in a chair, strap you down, throw a switch, your eyeballs are going to pop out of your head and it is over with. All the money in the world is not worth that. Don't you think for one minute that it is and if you play with that snake you are going to get bit. You can count on it.
...he told me he had just gotten a call from Tallahassee, Florida and I had a new parole hearing on June 29, 1983. On June 29th, the classification officer called me and told me I was going to get an Interstate Contract Parole on July 12, 1983, exactly one year from the day I walked in prison and was known as a drug king with an empire. I walked out of that prison no longer known as a drug king with an empire, but hand in hand with a King of kings and a Lord of lords.
I sent off and got all these Bible study courses and I came out of prison with three degrees. I came out with a BA Degree, a DDHG and LLDC. It means born again, a double dose of Holy Ghost and a long legged devil chaser. I preached my first sermon two days after I got out of prison. I was back in Georgia on an Interstate Contract Parole with a stipulation that I would never go back to the State of Florida.
Six months after I walked out of that prison in Florida, I walked back into the same prison with a Bible under my arm. I had a special 48-hour pass from the governor's office. I walked in that prison, proclaimed Jesus Christ as Lord and Master of my life and 164 inmates stood to receive Jesus. The stipulation was lifted off my parole. I was asked to come back to the State of Florida and preach in the schools, churches and prisons and I did that for almost two years. In 1985, the governor of the State of Florida granted me Executive Clemency. I said, sir, it gives me great pleasure to take it, but on September 24, 1982, while I was still in your prison in the State of Florida, the "Great Executor" gave me Executive Clemency.