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
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, firstname.lastname@example.org ]
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