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ST. Peter as a Biker??Posted Wednesday, July 8, 2009, at 3:20 PM
The Angel rides a Harley
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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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.
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