Palm-of-Deborah

"For years, I lived with memories of abuse and rape. At age 12, I was launched into the world of sex by my so called "uncle".I was left in the care of this monstrous being since my parents died from an accident. He would molest and sexually abuse me threatening that he would not fend for me if he can't have me.There was no one I could open up to, not really because there was no one but I felt no one will understand me so I endured the pain, and hurt as a child. I became a resilient girl behind the smiling mask, I kept the secret and did what was expected of me to survive the world that treats survivors as perpetrators. I was a chameleon to survive and live again. I hid the past abuse I suffered from my uncle and learned to smile to say I'm okay but within me is so much pain and disgust that I could neither forgive myself nor my uncle". This is the story of a lady I read about few weeks ago. What prompted this writing was the increasing rate of young people i

''...passing along the street near the corner, he took the path to her house in the twilight, in the evening, in the black and dark night, and there a woman met him, with the attire of a harlot and crafty heart... She caught him and kissed him...I came out to meet you,diligently to seek your face and I found you, I have spread my bed with tapestry,coloured linen of Egypt. I have perfumed my bed with myrrh,aloes and cinnamon. Come, let us take our love unto morning, let us solace ourselves with love...with her enticing speech, she caused him to yield, with her flattering lips, she seduced him. Immediately, he went after her as an ox goeth to the slaughter...''( Proverbs 7:8-13,15-18,21,22) This is the story of the young man and woman whom Solomon peered at through his window that night (Proverb 7:6) Likewise, God looks down through heaven's window upon the son of men and behold He sees a world totally obsessed with immorality and sexual gratification.  One can see th