"DINO" DEAN HAAS'S
TESTIMONY

      The road to Salvation has been a long one, but I'll keep it fairly short. As a teen in the late '60's, I became involved with all the 'counter-culture' stuff - the music, the communal lifestyle, and rebelliousness was all appealing, for a kid who was always in search of something - I didn't know what!

        I was a folk guitarist, who played coffehouses, and I was caught up in the drugs and the alcohol scene. I became a slave to my lifestyle, even though I was searching for Freedom! My love of motorcycles also grew with all this, from the first time I saw a pack of Harley's screaming across Golden Gate Bridge, while I was on a family vacation in the summer of '67, at the age of 15. I was hooked - freedom on two wheels!

        Around 1970, I played in a Christian coffeehouse, and for the first time I felt and tasted the power of Christ. But I still thought I knew more about everything, and paid a heavy price. I hung out with Bikers, Clubs and anyone who partied, but my life felt empty. Getting busted, jails, self-destruction became normal for me, allowing myself to settle for less and less out of life.

        In 1982, at the age of 30, I crashed landed. I lost everything and everybody I loved to my addiction of drugs and alcohol - two motorcycles, '66 Triumph & '58 Panhead. my wife of 7 years, my house, cars, everything - even myself.

        I ended up on a barroom floor, overdosed on booze and drugs, very near death. Gratefully, God had other plans for me. I got sober (And clean), and began to live again - this time for real. I began riding again on a '75 Shovel, and, with other Bikers in recovery, started the local 5TH Chapter, a sober M/C. After almost 10 years as a Club officer, I left in 1993, still sober, still searching, still thanking God for the second chance at life.

        I ran into some bikers who I thought were solid, good people. We rode to runs and such, but they wore Crosses on their Colors, and went to Church, and talked about Jesus Christ, and when Sunday rolled around, I could go for a ride to a Church with them, but I just couldn't go inside - my walls would come up.

        One time, though, my now-brother, Joe, stood with the door open, and asked 'Aren't you coming in?' Why not, I thought - and then something happened. During Praise and Worship, I felt the Holy Spirit touch me, and all my walls fell. I accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as my Saviour, and my life changed in ways I couldn't dream of I accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as my Saviour, and my life changed in ways I couldn't dream of. As a result, I finally found the Freedom I searched for for so long, and today I ride with my Brothers in Christ with the Seed of Abraham M/C, sharing this gift with those who are ready to receive it - In service to My Lord, He who shed His Blood for our freedom and Salvation - It's your free for the asking!