Stuck In a Moment? (“Just Violated?”)
Stuck In a Moment? (“Just Violated?”)
What is considered what?
More than likely, you have been stuck in a moment, a precarious, compromising moment.
What WAS that? Do you know, even years, or decades later, what that WAS?
Whatever it was, it was valid. It happened. And there’s no shame for you.
Our Elohim took that shame.
You are loved, precious, and valuable, beyond measure!
What was it that I was born into?
What was it that I endured?
What WAS I “a product of?”
Rape? Abuse? Violence?
(“Just”) Violation?
(“Just Violated?” Book Excerpt)…
“No temptation has overtaken you except such as is common to man; but The Most High is faithful, Who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will also make the way of escape, that you may be able to bear it.”
1 Corinthians 10:13
Now, I know that when we are in uncomfortable, inappropriate situations, like a the two I will be getting into soon here, we are usually, typically, not operating from a place of feeling “tempted.”
And why I bring up this scripture in 1 Corinthians, is NOT, repeat, NOT to shame or blame those of us on the “no-win” end of a scenario.
Rather, I feel this scripture speaks to assuring and helping “the victim” in getting through it as best as you can. You didn’t ask for this. You did not want things to unfold like this.
The Most High will help you. He makes a way of helping you through it, even if, all you feel is stuck, scared, and overwhelmed.
My thoughts. He will help you get though “it” whatever “it” was for you.
Entitled to…
… take liberties.
“Just” Stuck…
What do you do when you get stuck in a moment, and you cannot free yourself from it?
This is just another day in the life of being female, way too often.
Yes, I am on the soapbox.
Because stuff like this, along the lines of “rape-y” stuff like this, keeps happening.
So, on the soapbox, I will stand and recount.
There was “Me,” and the moment I was stuck in.
Not rape, per se.
But “rape-y,” nonetheless.
A day in the life of being a girl.
And I was a girl, a college girl. Naïve.
I had learned the lessons in my home about how to be a female and be disempowered and abused…
