I won't go into ancient history of how I was abused by a trained physcologist, verbally, then sexually, then physically...my husband. Emotionally by my father which I'm not sure he realized until before his death. I have worked through so much and forgiven much and reconciled with my father. It's the church that has punched up all the old hurts. The scars have broken open and I can't seem to close them.
I found a church where I thought I was welcomed, felt apart. When I could I was there for every fuction from youth ralleys to funerals. I was very active and becoming involved in an outreach ministry which had videos and book materials.
I did have the first tape and had let others involved know this. All the rest went missing. I returned the one tape I had. Next thing I know, I have been accused of stealing the rest, along with some money years ago and anything else. All this at the time my father was dying and I wasn't at church but with family.
In the end, most of it came to light and I was cleared, but I cannot bring myself to let it go. It hurts so much. I have fought the single mother/Jezabel complex for years without anyone asking why I was divorced. I refused an abortion. The "church" (7) to be exact held me in contempt until this one and I guess that's why it hurts, I came to love too much. They couldn't hurt me more if they had taken turns with a baseball bat. It keeps me from HIM.
I found a church where I thought I was welcomed, felt apart. When I could I was there for every fuction from youth ralleys to funerals. I was very active and becoming involved in an outreach ministry which had videos and book materials.
I did have the first tape and had let others involved know this. All the rest went missing. I returned the one tape I had. Next thing I know, I have been accused of stealing the rest, along with some money years ago and anything else. All this at the time my father was dying and I wasn't at church but with family.
In the end, most of it came to light and I was cleared, but I cannot bring myself to let it go. It hurts so much. I have fought the single mother/Jezabel complex for years without anyone asking why I was divorced. I refused an abortion. The "church" (7) to be exact held me in contempt until this one and I guess that's why it hurts, I came to love too much. They couldn't hurt me more if they had taken turns with a baseball bat. It keeps me from HIM.