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ST. Peter as a Biker??

Posted Wednesday, July 8, 2009, at 3:20 PM

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The Angel rides a Harley
Sometimes angels, messangers of God come in some pretty differant packages.

Twenty-three years ago, I drank too much, fought too much and was so depressed I could not see straight.

I went to bars because that was the only thing to do, and you drink cause you want to forget or remember.

I met an angel one day it the form of a Harley Davidson mechanic named Steve, and a older lady named Genelle.

He, Steve, started getting me on the path of rightousness.

I think God the Father has a sense of humour, and he knew I would listen to Steve.

Steve and I became fast friends, and he took me to AA meetings.

My first wake up call was step one: I was powerless over alcohol. Boy was I ever.. Me and Jack Daniels had a thing going on..

As I looked at the steps, I saw God at work in my life.

My daytime job was at a library, and a little elderly lady named Genelle Jennings would tell me God loves me for myself..

I could never understand that in my self loathing.

Steve and I would go to meetings and people would share how they have been sober and SANE for years. Whoa, maybe there is hope for me I thought?

I don't have to drink/drug/act the fool to have fun?

No I did'nt. I developed a love for Java at the AA meetings and made it offical: I bought a Garfield coffee mug.

I still have that mug, it is faded and chipped but very loved.

Steve taught me I could release the past, and let go those who have harmed me. Those things that plagued my mind, and held me in depression. Through a Biker named Steve, and a little old blue haired lady, God showed His love to me.

I have sent a card every year for 22 years to Gennelle thanking her for telling me of the Love of Christ.

I had lost touch with Steve after I moved to Tennessee. I wanted often to tell him thank you, I am sane, sober and full of life because of his example.

God granted my wish.

I went into the Harley dealership in Abilene, TX to buy a shirt for the gentleman that was taking care of my brat cats.

My husband asked me, does'nt you friend Steve work here? Yes he did years ago, but... i do not know about now.

We asked at the front desk and they went to the mechanics area.

Steve was so surprised to see me, joy was all around, and i was able to tell him thank you for saving my life.

God does work in amazing ways, and I am so grateful every day I have a story to tell people they can be set free and live in peace.

Easy does it, and one day at a time...


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I believe as we move through life, we find out not only do angels exist, but they often don't wear wings.

-- Posted by Sharon22 on Wed, Jul 8, 2009, at 4:32 PM

God made Angel Dust for a reason. Not the kind that goes up your nose but the kind that settles in your soul.

Seems like each encounter we have with an angel, a little dust rubs off on us. Then it starts to build up and then. . .it becomes good ground for roots to gain hold and turn us around from the darkness to the light. Next thing you know, you have lost that old person and the new one is acting like angels. WHODATHUNKIT?

Lesa is an angel warrior and crop duster. She keeps spreadin' it around and makes a difference in people's lives. You go Lesa, we can't keep it if we don't give it away. xoxoxoxkk

-- Posted by ridgeroamer on Thu, Jul 9, 2009, at 9:36 AM


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Lesa Cox has owned a cleaning service and a bookstore; now, she repairs and maintains computers for the elderly and others on a fixed income. She enjoys animals, gardening, books and fixing old cars. She and her husband have one son, who suffers from Asperger's syndrome.