Family of God: Re: [FamilyofGod] Why Was My Voice So Small?

Molly,

I read your comment on the blog. Thanks for reading it and for taking the time to leave a comment. You are a very sensitive woman and a dear Christian and I appreciate you very much. You are impacting people's lives because of your loving kindness.

Yes, God did heal me. And He taught me to forgive as only He can do. Now, I just want to be used, as we all should desire.

Thanks again for reading the post. It was a difficult one to write, not because the pain is still there, but because the memories are not very enjoyable to relive.

God Bless,

Thom

http://thom-signsofastruggle.blogspot.com/

--- On Wed, 9/1/10, Mary Ipe <maryipe53@yahoo.com> wrote:

From: Mary Ipe <maryipe53@yahoo.com>
Subject: Re: [FamilyofGod] Why Was My Voice So Small?
To: FamilyofGod@yahoogroups.com
Date: Wednesday, September 1, 2010, 11:19 PM

Oh Tom,

Your writing is so powerful. I left a comment there. God healed you, that is why you can express your pain like this.

Molly

--- On Thu, 9/2/10, ThomH <th2950@yahoo.com> wrote:

From: ThomH <th2950@yahoo.com>
Subject: [FamilyofGod] Why Was My Voice So Small?
To: FamilyofGod@yahoogroups.com
Date: Thursday, September 2, 2010, 1:55 AM

Good Guys,

As you all know, I've been writing a book on line a chapter at a time on my blog. This week, in "The Weight of Who I Am," I tell my personal story of having been a victim of childhood sexual abuse. I know that some of you have also been victims. I'm sharing to encourage and empathize, but also to increase awareness of a problem that continues to plague our world. I hope you will take heart in the chapter, "Why Was My Voice So Small?"

The entire chapter is, as always, on the blog, at http://thom-signsofastruggle.blogspot.com/ . I welcome your feedback. Here's a paragraph from the story:

I took to Mr. Hooten right off. He reminded me of all the good things about Daddy. Mr. Hooten decided I could join the troop – unofficially – even though I was only eight, several years too young. He promised Mother he would watch out for me; he promised my brother he would not let me be too big a pest. And he promised me he'd "protect" me from the older boys, just in case any of them might be bullies. I was parading in the personal attention. I was finally someone's favorite, and I was anxious to learn all the things Mr. Hooten could teach me.

God Bless,

Thom
http://thom-signsofastruggle.blogspot.com/