Yes, I was a victim.

I was hurt physically, emotionally, relationally, and economically.

For safety sake I had to run, to hide and get protective order against the person I thought had loved me.

Now I have had to go back to answer many questions, produce reams of paperwork, meet with legal mediator and wait...

But I am loved!

I feel battered and bruised emotionally more now, and the physical scars are healing, as I endure the financial fallout of the mess I am left with to work through.

It’s so natural to continue feeling the victim and unloved.   When others don’t show love, it is my reaction to feel more unloved, to want to run away as I had done for safety sake.

But I am loved very dearly by our wonderful Lord and Savior.  Yes, I am loved.

And so are the people I have started to believe were my adversaries.  But I want my Father’s eyes, to see them as God does and realize I am not a victim again, but here to offer God’s grace to those I may fear dealing with the most.

God’s teaching me that I am a survivor and now beginning to experience a revival in order to be his thriver for life.

What an awesome God we Serve.  He heals, he protects, he renews and gives us wings to soar and be there for others needing his love also.