Biker  Chick   (Testimony)

Hi! My name is Frannie. As a young girl I was abused by a father who did not know the meaning of love. In an attempt to find love I joined a motorcycle club and became a drug-addict, biker chick, and strip dancer.

I had two obsessions in life -- to find love, and to hate my father. When I learned he was dying, I told my mother that I would spit on his grave and laugh at him in hell.

I developed panic attacks. A neighbor took me to church with her. I sat there in my biker garb and heard about Jesus' love for me. The next thing I knew I was at the altar crying tears of sorrow and asking Jesus to heal me.

That was thirteen years ago and I have never looked back. I am free of panic attacks and my dad and I are reconciled. I am now riding to Heaven on a Harley. Jump on, and ride with me! Frannie. " In Thee, O Lord, I have taken refuge; Let me never be ashamed." -Frannie


Addendum -- 2 Corinthians 5:17 (NIV)   "Therefore, if
anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things
have passed away; behold, all things have become new."

[ Frannie -- from Don Baker, webservant@heinvites.org ]