Love encompasses so much more than we realize. Having a friend to talk to, caring about what happens to family members, hoping for the future with others in recovery. What would we do without the people around us who have shared their lives with us and with whom we have shared ours? God has placed those people in my life to minister caring, truth and life to me and me to them. I am cautious about who I share my story with. I have a hard time with people who seem intimidating. They may be tall, large physically or a little aggressive or invade my space by standing too close. I think we can all relate to that but especially survivors. It can take me back to when I was small and the adults around me were big by comparison. Sexual abuse is not a demonstration of love! It comes from a sick and warped mindset. Unfortunately it contaminates the idea of love for the victims. As I see it, when my boundaries were violated, I lost trust and I lost my boundaries. I could no longer trust that I would be safe. As I grew older my ideas about sex were contaminated by the only experiences I had which could be seen as sexual. It created a fear in me about sex. Since I have never been married it’s not really an issue. But in reality it is. It is an area of my life that is not fully healed. I have had a lot of healing and probably wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for finding my church. There are a lot people there who listened to God and put their time into ministering to me. For this I am immensely grateful. I know there is more healing to come.
God loves me. That’s why He has seen fit to heal me. When I am lonely I can sit in my comfy chair and close my eyes and focus on Him. Sometimes I’ll wrap myself up in a blanket and visualize Him holding me. The hurt child in me responds to that. I grow stronger because He gives me strength. Sometimes that is the only time I relax. I can’t reject love because I would be rejecting the healing that comes from a relationship with God and others for that matter.
His love is a part of me even more than my heart is. A heart can be replaced the love of Jesus in me cannot.



