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Curt's Testimony

My name is Curt Lamoureux, I have been riding with the Sons of God MC since 1989. I am the former Nat'l. V.P.  (2000-2004.)I have been riding bikes most of my life. I have owned a ’72 Sportster since 1980. I retired her to the den in 2004.

I was married to my wife Nancy, for 34 years. We have 2 beautiful kids, Curtis Jr., and Amanda. We accepted Jesus Christ, as our Savior on April 18th 1988. On Friday April, 15th, I went to work as usual, but didn't go home after work. I went to a friend’s house where we partied until Sunday evening. Then I went home drunk, as usual. Well when I went to work on Monday morning, I was still drunk, about noon I started to sober up and was feeling BAD. When I got home that afternoon, I wanted nothing to bother me. About 7:10 pm someone knocked on my door. Who should this be, but, not one but two Preachers from local churches. I later found out that Nancy had been to Church on Sunday and asked if they would come to our house and try to talk to me.

Well, the first thing happened was one sat between me and Monday Night Wrestling! I thought man what an IDIOT! Well as he talked the other preacher just sat in the corner (I didn't know he was praying) Well as J.C. Bradley talked about Jesus Christ, and the forgiveness He has for us, I began to listen, mostly to be polite. When he asked me if there was any reason I couldn't accept Jesus as my Savior, all I could say was, “no”. When he asked me if I wanted to accept Jesus Christ as my Savior and Lord, I was crying like a little baby and said YES. So at 8:10 pm on April 18th 1988, I felt as the weight of the whole world had been lifted from my shoulders. I have been walking with Jesus ever since.

I was called to preach in 1991. I attended Emmanuel Baptist University for a four year course, and earned my Bachelor of Arts in Theology. I’ve Pastored Christian Missionary Baptist Church in Hickory N.C. for five years. Since then I have preached revivals in several states. God has used me to lead many lost souls to Him.

I Praise God for His saving Grace and the Mercy He has shown us as we grow in our Faith. So as you read this, if you don't know Jesus Christ as your Savior and Lord, Please just ask him to forgive you of your sins, come into your heart and make you a Christian. Believe He will and has done it, and tell everyone you know about Jesus. Romans 10:9,10,11 says, That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised Him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. 10, for with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. 11, For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on Him shall not be ashamed. So please ask Jesus to forgive you and He will.

I used to think, that the life I lead as a drunk, druggie a whoremonger and a biker that there was no way for me to be forgiven, but the Blood of Jesus Christ washed ALL my sins away and made me white as snow. Thank you Jesus for your forgiveness.

In October of 2004, Nancy and I were in a motorcycle accident. Nancy was killed instantly. I didn’t even have a scratch. Later the same afternoon, Curtis and I went to pick up the bike at the wrecker yard. I started across what is known around here as Mineral Springs Mountain, just as I rounded the last curve on top of the mountain, I shifted into third gear. The next thing I was aware of was my son telling the EMS that they couldn’t cut my belt or shirt off, since both were custom made. I was told my leather jacket was about forty feet down the side of the mountain, still zipped up. How this happened, I have no idea. Well, I spent six weeks in a coma. On the seventh week I was sent to another hospital for rehab. It seems as though I had to re-learn to walk and regain my other motor skills.

In March of 2005, I received a phone call from Rhino Joe of the Myrtle Beach Chapter of SOG MC. He told me that he would sell me his ’98 Honda Valkyrie. I looked at this as a God Thing. We made the deal and I rode it to Daytona Beach. Later in ’05 I met a woman and was re-married. It wasn’t of God; therefore it didn’t last for more than three months. In October of 2006, God allowed me to purchase a 2007 H-D Ultra Classic.

For the next four years, I dated some, but nothing was emotionally or spiritually fulfilling. In September of 2009, I had resigned myself to the fact that I was going to be alone for the rest of my life. This idea didn’t sound too bad though. I wouldn’t have anyone to worry about except for myself and my dog Bootsie. In fact I kind of liked the idea of not having to tell anyone when I was ready to go somewhere, or if I didn’t want to cook. I had decided that being a bachelor was going to be a GREAT way of life. The only person I hadn’t asked was God. On September eleventh, my phone rang, the voice on the other end, said, Hello Curt?? This is Chrissie. Well, I asked, Chrissie who?? She told me that she had come across my number on the internet and wanted to know if I would like to meet her sometime. I told her yes. The next day we met and talked for several hours, just getting to know each other. On Monday the fourteenth of September, we took a ride up on the Blue Ridge Parkway. She had never been on the top side of the mountain, so, we rode all day. We continued to see each other, and were married in Sevierville, Tennessee on November 10th of 2009. I now realize that she was sent from God to comfort me and be my help-mate. Christine has been a God-send to me.

After we were married, God began to grow the Western Piedmont Chapter of SOG MC. We now have several members and one hang-around.  After riding by myself for many years, God has been faithful in answering my prayers; not only in my personal life, but in my ministerial life. I thank God every day for Christine, and I thank Him for the growth in this ministry.  Curt

Casto's Testimony

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My road name is Casto. I grew up in a town where the bars outnumber the churches 20 to 1. I went to church as a child but I only had a history lesson of religion. As time passed I kept trying to fill the void in my life with work, parties and ultimately even joined the local 1% motorcycle club. Drugs, violence and crime were a part of normal life for us.

Most members ended up in jail or dead and that sounded like a bargain. Finally, the vicious cycle of work, partying and loneliness would end. After several “run- ins” with the law, I figured it was time to take a break from the club and see if there was anything left of my marriage to salvage. By that time there was too much “water under the bridge” so, in August of 2003 I left. By the end of October the divorce was final and by the end of November I was so exhausted and lonely from trying to work myself to death, I just wanted to end it all.

On November 28th, 2003 I was out of my mind on chemicals and sadness. There was a bar in town that I knew was loaded with people that I felt had to pay for all the trouble they caused me. So I loaded up an assault rifle and headed off to end my life and as many others’ as I could. On the way I wasn’t playing my heavy metal music at full blast as usual. It was so quiet, and what I can only describe as the loudest whisper I’ve ever heard said, “Don’t do this for I have plans for you…” I pulled off along side the road in tears and cried out to Jesus to help me. I Said, “I’m so sorry for the mess I’ve made, please take this weight off of me; I’m being crushed- Save me!!!”

From that moment on how things have changed. Problems that seemed as though there was no way out were moved out of the way. I left the club in good standing and God led me to move to North Carolina. Here I found a great lady that loves God and loves me too.  Most of all since that night I asked Christ into my life, I’ve never felt alone. I did miss riding my motorcycle with my brothers and knew the secular clubs were a thing of the past and didn’t desire to make “ice cream runs” a part of the future. I needed a Ministry of like minded brothers that had the same desire of seeing lost bikers- Saved. In came The Sons of God M/C. It has all the elements of the club life without the sin and I’ve met a great bunch of Brothers that can relate to a “destructive past” and a changed life thanks to Jesus. I have also been honored with the position of Chapter Chaplain. Time has passed and now The Lord has impressed upon my heart that He has much larger plans for me than just construction. At 42 years old, after much prayer and godly council, I’m quite sure I have been called to full time Ministry. I currently am going to Seminary as I believe that God desires to equip me to bring the Gospel message to the outlaw biker subculture and prison inmates. The kind of people some may shy away from, I can easily relate to and have a burden for these men. Christ didn’t come to make good people better; He came to make bad people different…

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