As I exited the door my heart was pierced with their animosity. Hatred and poison spewed from their lips. Murderer! Whore! Baby killer! You'll rot in Hell for what you did! Over and over... The savage mob encircled me with no escape. Screaming just a breath away from my face. Shoving with such force I was almost knocked to the ground. They spat in my hair. Humiliated. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I pushed through the violence. Once inside my car I began to weep. Even in the present their vile words reel through my mind. Beads of sweat began to form in my tightly clinched fists. Squirming in my chair... biting my lower lip as an attempt to hold it together. Peering above the Pastor's head as though I was looking at him... knowing if I did I would burst into tears. That was my experience at church this past Sunday. To my relief the Pastor spoke words of love, life and truth NOT condemnation. Healing and refreshing. It was the uninvited memories that ha
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