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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." Psalms 31:1 Click HERE to create a banner that links to this story! Your e-mail address will be kept private!
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