To see abuse as simply a wrong action that needs to be stopped is to minimize and externalize what is a cancer of the soul and does great damage to the abused. ALL abuse is spillage from the heart of the abuser and exposure of the cancer deep within.
Most of us do not go to bed worried that we will sexually abuse a child tomorrow. Such actions have old, deep roots. They are not an impulsive decision out of the blue. They are not a mistake; an “oops”. These are not simply behaviors. They are the hideous fruit of corrupt roots
When the church shows “grace” in response to a few approved words and some tears, we have done added damage to the victim, risked the safety of other people and left the abuser with a disease that will rot his/her soul.
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She was an outcast woman, a Samaritan and therefore considered racially inferior. The Samaritans were a people of mixed race, and the Jews despised them more than “pure” gentiles because they saw Samaritans as polluting the blood of their forefathers.
No decent Jew of that day would have passed through Samaria, where “they” lived. But the pursuing God went into territory that was considered polluted to meet with a polluted woman He would have been expected to avoid, reject, and condemn.
He chose the road others would not deign to take in protest of their reasons for avoiding it—their prejudice and pride. In doing so, He was pursuing the self-righteous as well, teaching them about who God is.
I have used the phrase, little by little, with trauma victims for many years. It is little by little you learn deep breathing so that you actually taste for short bits what it is like not to have anxiety and a racing heart.
It is little by little you learn that you are now safe in the dark so you can sleep. Little by little you learn that aerobic exercise can in fact keep you from cutting yourself and drinking enough alcohol to put you on the floor.
It is little by little that safety, respect and predictability begin to bring a sense of value, a bit of mutual trust, and the honoring of voice. Little by little the ancient ruins in your life are rebuilt and instead of shame there will be tastes of joy.
On the first Palm Sunday, Jesus’ triumphal entry culminated in His entrance into the temple where men were trafficking in things other than righteousness and truth. When the traffickers in unrighteousness were out, the blind and the lame came in and He healed them.
The children came in shouting Hosanna, meaning “save now” -Hebrew root -to succor, defend, preserve – to make safe. The temple was graced & honored; it became a hospital & a nursery. The chief priests responded in anger & asked if Jesus could hear what was being said – Save now!
Jesus responds, “Through the praise of children and infants (the most vulnerable)- you have established strength against your enemies, to silence the foe and the avenger”. Psalm 8:2. What power the voices of the little ones have if we heed their cries!