James 1:12 Blessed (happy, to be envied) is the man (or women)
for when he has stood the test and been approved, he will receive [the victor's] crown of life which God has promised to those who love Him. |
Robert & Alicia Happoldt Heaven's Saints Robert is President of the Enterprise, Alabama Chapter |
They used to call me Roger Rabbit. I was a drug addict and a main player in the meth trade in Coffee County Alabama. Everything I did, I did for me. No one else mattered. It was my way or the highway. Satan had his hooks in me, and no matter what I wanted; drugs, money, or selfish pleasures, I got. Even hate was part of my world. My wife and I lived in Hell during these 12 years of lawlessness. I was above man's law. I was above God's law. I feared no one. I was a biker with a big gun and lots of dope. I had the world by the tail. Satan and I were partners, and he was the boss. Jesus wasn't even a figment of my imagination. He didn't live in my county and certainly not in my life. In June of 2000, however, my world came tumbling down. The 12th Judicial Drug Task Force busted me on drug trafficking charges. My leader/partner in crime dumped me like a hot potato and left me holding the bag. Where was he when they carted me off to jail and set a $50,000 bond on me? HellI presume because he certainly wasn't standing beside me. I had, however, learned a lot from him; tricks of the trade you might say. One of them was how to lie; so before long, I was free again on a small bond, and guess who was waiting outside the jail house? That's right, my old Buddy, Satan. |
doing, making, and selling all the dope I could. Satan and I were partners again. But before long, I was back in jail. No longer any use to Satan, he was gone again. This time my lies wouldn't work, and I was sentenced to ten years in the Alabama State Penitentiary. Before I could be transported to prison, a bunch of preachers came by and laid some heavy Jesus stuff on me about how He could set me free. I wasn't interested nor did I want anything at all to do with Jesus. But one night an unusual preacher came to my cell and said, God is tired of knocking on your door and you not answering Him These words scared the Hell out of me. Soon after, I was in a stinking, filthy prison reading my Bible. I got to thinking about all the bad things I had done in my life, all the people I had hurt, and all the families I had destroyed with the drugs I had sold. I knew I was in big trouble with God, and if I went to Hell, Satan would be my tormentor instead of my deliverer. As I sat in my cell of that stinking, filthy prison, I began to make the acquaintance of a man who wanted to become my Heavenly Father, if I'd let Him. He wanted to also become my Deliverer from this sinful life that had brought me and my wife nothing but pain and heartache. I read in 2 Corinthians 5:17 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new. In other words, |
Jesus was willing to forgive me and give me a fresh new start. That was the best deal I had ever heard of, so I took Him up on it. I got down on my knees on the floor of that dirty, stinking prison and asked the Forgiver to become my Deliverer. Instantly, a peace greater than any high I had ever had came over me. For the first time in my life I knew what true freedom really was. For once I was free! I still had 3 years to go on my 10 year sentence, but I needed those years to solidify the relationship I knew I must have with Jesus if I was to make it on the outside. I was released in October of 2004 and am now riding with Heaven's Saints Motorcycle Ministry. Our ministry focus is youth and prison ministry. Every week or so I'm back in the very prison where I spent ten years. This time not as a prisoner but as a minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Instead of showing inmates how to sin, I show them how to have life and have it more abundantly. Jesus has blessed me in so many ways, a wonderful wife of 15 years who stuck it out, great friends, and best of all, a new life. He'll do the same for you if you will let him. His grace, love, and mercy are sufficient to forgive even you no matter what you've done in the past. Nobody calls me Roger Rabbit anymore because the old man Roger Rabbit died the night Jesus came to prison. |
My name is Alicia Happoldt I am the wife of Robert Happoldt, AKA Roger Rabbit a notorious drug dealer. I want you to see how God can not only heal and deliver an individual but also mend marriages and broken families. From the age of 4 to 17, 3 different men molested me. One introduced me to drugs and alcohol at the age of 13. I continued to abuse drugs for the next 30 years. I tried anything that was available and I could never get enough. I did manage to graduate high school, however I was kicked out a few times due to alcohol and drugs. I also married and had two beautiful daughters, but because of drugs my marriage ended and later I also lost custody of my girls. By now I had met and married Robert AKA Roger Rabbit. It was a marriage made in hell. We solely lived for drugs and making money. I also lived through 12 years of severe domestic abuse He would not leave and when I did he always found me and drug me back home. We always joked that if we were not together that one of us would be six feet under, but I knew in my heart that this was not a joke. I feared for my life for most of 12 years. When I thought life couldn't get any worse, I was wrong. |
WE discovered Meth. Satan was our main right hand man. Nothing was sacred in our lives, everything was evil, but we thought we were having a good time. That was what we thought until the 12th Judicial Drug Task Force busted our door in and we were busted for trafficking in Meth. We made bond and was back on the streets living on Meth and making a living on Meth. It wasn’t long before we found ourselves back in jail waiting to go to prison. We both received a 10-year sentence and had to do a mandatory 3 years. The Lord had been dealing with me and while in jail I had time to sit and listen. On March 9, 2002 I woke up that morning and decided I was finished running with the devil. I raised my arms and told the Lord I was done, I gave it all up and over to Him, I was His to do with me as He pleased. I have lived for Him ever since. There have been some rough roads. Prison was not easy, but the Lord carried me through. He totally delivered me from the drugs, kept me from committing suicide, healed my marriage and am now closer to my girls and parents than I have ever been in my life. |
My marriage made in hell is now a marriage made in heaven. We both ride with Heaven’s Saints Motorcycle Ministry, give our testimony in Jail and churches and speak wherever we are ask. Now we ride with Jesus Christ instead of the devil. The Lord has blessed us with everything Satan had stolen. Now we depend on the Lord for everything in life instead of depending on drugs. Life is wonderful, I can’t imagine living life without Jesus in it. I have been able to forgive those 3 men and God has healed the hurt and shame. Yes I have been tempted by drugs since I have been released from prison, but there was no way that I could disappoint my Lord or my family. I am thankful for that temptation because now I know that I am totally set free and if I let Him the Lord will help me through anything. I have been drug free over 4 years and now Christ is my life. |
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(those of the household of faith). [Be hospitable, be a lover of strangers, with brotherly affection for the unknown guests, the foreigners, the poor, and all others who come your way who are of Christ's body.] And [in each instance] do it ungrudgingly (cordially and graciously, without complaining but as representing Him). |
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| Written by: Robert Happoidt |
| Written by: Alicia Happoldt |
| Robert & Alicia Happoldt |
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