Boys are abused as well!
I’m typing this blog post before I even have a title. I’m thinking by the time I finish, I will have a title.
I’m at the library and when I arrived I had some important things that I needed to do online, or so I thought. As soon as I sat down, an older gentlemen got my attention and asked me if I would type his story. He had such a gentle spirit, I couldn’t turn him down. He offered to pay me a few dollars and I consented, but I believe it was a setup by God!
He had his story written in a notebook and he told me it was his testimony and as I began to read and type, I almost burst into tears. His story was one of great abuse and pain. I know he doesn’t mind me putting it out there because he asked me to leave a copy of it on the library computer so that someone would read it and maybe be helped.
My heart broke as I read his story of being abused by an alcoholic father who raped not only his sister, but him as well. And when he was young, and he saw his father raping his sister for the first time he showed his mom and instead of her breaking it up, his mother took him in another room and had sex with him! She later apologized and never did it again, but she felt if the father could do that to the daughter, she could do it to her son. Some kind of twisted revenge! Ugh!!
Well needless to say he had problems. He was raped by a man and started having sex with men for a while. He got into terrible trouble in school until, no school would accept him. Later he went to a school for troubled kids and was kicked out and that was it.
He later started having sex with little girls and was arrested when he was molesting his cousin and his aunt called the police. There was a lot of incest in the family because not only was there sex with both parents, but with an aunt and a cousin and also with his oldest sister as well. This is mind-boggling to me because in my immediate family this did not happen. There was no inappropriate sex thank God! I do know of some incest between cousins, but other than that, this kind of stuff sounds like Nightmare on Elm Street to me.
He was locked up 5 times and later ended up in a mental institution for over ten years. He lost the memory of his family because he was having Grand Mal Seizures. When he got out of the institution, his mother and oldest sister were dead, but his family found him and forgave him. He said he is okay because he can’t really remember much of what happened, which is a blessing. It’s like he knows it happened, but the torment of it is gone.
After his last stint in jail, he never got in trouble again because he gave his heart to God. He only got a summons for trespassing for preaching the gospel.
He was sitting next to me as I typed and I would ask him questions about his story while typing. I finally finished and we went to the printer and I didn’t realize how tall he was because he was sitting on the seat of his walker. He thanked me and asked me when I would be here again because there were a few more pages left to type and I told him maybe tomorrow. He was a pleasant man who smiled in spite of his disabilities and the pain of his past. He’s found Jesus and was delivered from evil!
I was stunned to read his story and it was an eye-opener for me. Everyone has a story and some people are coming up out of great pain. Honestly, I would say my family was close to the Cleaver’s or the Brady Bunch compared to what this man went through.
God had a reason for me typing this story. My heart was deeply moved with compassion and I realize that we have to be more patient and loving toward people because some people are coming out of some nightmare situations!
Lord help us to be more like you! Help us to understand the plight of our fellow man and to SHOW LOVE!
1 Corinthians 13:4-8 New International Version (NIV)
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.