Beth relates a powerful encounter with a young girl who suffered unspeakable abuse.
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If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray,
and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways;
then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin,
and will heal their land.
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Showing posts with label Overcoming Childhood Sexual Abuse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Overcoming Childhood Sexual Abuse. Show all posts
Saturday, September 23, 2017
Monday, November 9, 2015
CBN - Christian Testimony - Overcoming Childhood Sexual Abuse - Trapped by Desires He Couldn’t Understand
The sexual abuse José survived at just five years of age at the hands of a male neighbor left him confused and searching for love and attention.
Monday, September 21, 2015
Testimonies of God's Grace - Kelita - Overcoming Childhood Sexual Abuse
It all started one day, very innocently, while I was working out at the gym on the elliptical. Working away I began to watch a program on the TV. It was a Christian program. At my gym? That in itself was a small miracle. As I watched I realized it was one another one of “those’ programs. You know, the ones where you want to change the channel because you truly don’t want to see or hear what they’re talking about.
This was different. I was being drawn in. I started listening closely and began hearing the shocking truths about the child sex trade in Cambodia. I watched and listened with horror, and disgust. I saw little children standing in their nighties who were living in dimly lit rat and feces infested rooms. Little girls as young as 5 years old who were being tortured, drugged and raped ,as many as 20 times a day. My heart completely shattered. I wanted nothing more than to reach inside that TV and bring each child out to safety, simply hold them and let them know they were loved. I thought - somebody has to do something. This time was different! I knew that I could no longer sit back and watch.
I was compelled to take action against the evil that God had allowed me to see. The drive in me was powerful and the vision so strong that nine months later I was in Cambodia meeting 16 of the most beautiful girls ages 9-17, all who had been rescued from some of the worst kinds of evil imaginable. Some of these children had literally been raped 1000's of times. After looking in to the faces of these girls I knew that I could be somebody who could help them - that I would be a voice for them. This was God’s heart and His heart was breaking…and so was mine. He had answered my prayer in a way that I could never have imagined.
This was different. I was being drawn in. I started listening closely and began hearing the shocking truths about the child sex trade in Cambodia. I watched and listened with horror, and disgust. I saw little children standing in their nighties who were living in dimly lit rat and feces infested rooms. Little girls as young as 5 years old who were being tortured, drugged and raped ,as many as 20 times a day. My heart completely shattered. I wanted nothing more than to reach inside that TV and bring each child out to safety, simply hold them and let them know they were loved. I thought - somebody has to do something. This time was different! I knew that I could no longer sit back and watch.
I was compelled to take action against the evil that God had allowed me to see. The drive in me was powerful and the vision so strong that nine months later I was in Cambodia meeting 16 of the most beautiful girls ages 9-17, all who had been rescued from some of the worst kinds of evil imaginable. Some of these children had literally been raped 1000's of times. After looking in to the faces of these girls I knew that I could be somebody who could help them - that I would be a voice for them. This was God’s heart and His heart was breaking…and so was mine. He had answered my prayer in a way that I could never have imagined.
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