THIS TRUTH. IS SETTING ME FREE.  It has only taken a thousand years- probably half my life- to find the rusty skeleton key to open this lock!

As I pull the arrows, one by one, from the depths of my heart, I am finding this ONE TRUTH which has been deeply embedded for most of my life. Compounded by people, situations and by my own self.

The view is gruesome, yet it is an oasis.  It is bloody, yet pristinely gleams with a pure and brilliant light.  It is called TRUTH. 

Bloody arrows lying on the ground around me, once extracted, resemble beautiful flowers resting at my feet. 

The lies of the dark, smooth-talking thief told me, “it’s no big deal…” And I listened- all the way to my [near] demise.  “It’s NO BIg deal.”  I thought to myself, “why am I SO easily torn? These lies are no big deal…” 

I was wrong.

Today is a day of reconciliation with my own heart; a day of Praise to my Father.  Today, I faced an ugly TRUTH which has clearly been a huge deal.  Quite frankly, I’ve held it for many years because I’ve seen so many who have faced far worse than I.  

Awake, awake, Zion, clothe yourself with strength! Put on your garments of splendor, Jerusalem, the holy city. The uncircumcised and defiled will not enter you again. Shake off your dust; rise up, sit enthroned, Jerusalem. Free yourself from the chains on your neck, Daughter Zion, now a captive. (‭Isaiah‬ ‭52‬:‭1-2‬ NIV)

As I let this TRUTH be free, I assure you, it’s not necessarily the severity of the actual acts, as it is the compounded grief they’ve caused over the course of my life- to this point. 

Sick men have taken advantage of me and I’ve hid it. It’s dirty. I’ve felt bitter and powerless for so long. I’ve reacted by attempting to turn the tables. I’ve pushed my husband and countless others away with my distrust, not fully knowing why- until now. Today, I can open my mouth [my keyboard] and allow the truth to flow. 

From the separation of my parents when I was very young, to the worst of the sick situations, I have grown increasingly bitter. My prayer is for this to reach a soul like mine.  One who tries desperately to fix themselves and who listens to the lie: “it’s no big deal.”  


“Therefore hear this, you afflicted one, made drunk, but not with wine. This is what your Sovereign Lord says, your God, who defends his people: “See, I have taken out of your hand the cup that made you stagger; from that cup, the goblet of my wrath, you will never drink again. I will put it into the hands of your tormentors, who said to you, ‘Fall prostrate that we may walk on you.’ And you made your back like the ground, like a street to be walked on.” (‭Isaiah‬ ‭51‬:‭21-23‬ NIV)


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  1. tabitha59reachingout June 2, 2015 — 2:09 PM

    You are right, Greta. It IS a REALLY big deal. God’s heart was breaking while you were being abused and He longs to gather you in His loving arms and keep you safe. You are His treasure. The sad thing is that there are far too many precious women in this world who will spend their entire lives trying to heal from the selfishness and evils of others. My heart goes out to you. Know you are loved and cherished by God and He is a God of justice too. He WILL put the “goblet of wrath” into the hands of your tormentors, but you will spend eternity in His glorious healing Presence. You will know nothing other than His pure love, joy and tenderness. Blessings on you, friend and sister. Debbie 🙂

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    • Debbie, you are precious. Your words are affirming, true and greatly appreciated. It is really difficult to write some of this stuff, as I feel it is so personal- however, I also feel obligated to be more open for the sake of other women who may feel like they are alone in this area. Most women I’ve seen and heard come forward have had way worse circumstances then myself. So, thank you, again, for your words.


      • tabitha59reachingout June 3, 2015 — 2:58 PM

        Your courage and humility will reach into the hearts of many women, Greta. You are precious too, you know, just because others may not have seen your value at times. I bless you for your honesty and love in being so open. Others can’t be blessed near as much, if we are keeping our stories to ourselves. We are here to lift each other up. xo God bless richly, dear sister. Hugs, Debbie 🙂

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      • Big hugs back! Your encouragement is invaluable!

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