I got this in my email last week from Miss C, and she started this way; …And it’s a true story. My story.

I always heard stories about girls who were good and chaste and then later turned out to be whores, sleeping around with anyone with some muscles in between the legs. Other times I hear stories of girls who hate men with passion and either become lesbians or swear themselves to celibacy or worse still, go around breaking hearts and marriages. While people exchange these stories, they always judged the girls, saying they were just pretending to be virgins and all that. But, as I always say, don’t judge people no matter what you’ve heard about them. There are always various sides of a story. Unfortunately, the girls are not around to defend themselves. Anytime I hear such stories, something always comes to my mind. These girls who have become the topic of discussion could have been me. Here’s why.

I was barely 5 years old when it happened. I was raped by someone who my mum brought from the village to help with the house chores in exchange for some remuneration. Not once. Not twice. Not three times. I was damaged. Emotionally, psychologically, mentally. My only escape was my academics and masturbation. I wasn’t much of a talker. Enjoyed being alone. I also enjoyed staying in the dark. I was lost. It got so bad that my mum had to take me to see a psychologist when I was 12 years old for her to talk to me. Well, it didn’t work. Ironically, the programme on the TV screen in the psychologist’s house was one about abused teenage girls. It was titled ‘A-Z’. That was when I realized that I wasn’t alone. It was a turning point for me. I decided to fight back.

So many times, people tell me “C, you’re the strongest girl I know”. I just smile because they don’t know my story. My full story. I could have ended up like the other girls I hear people talking about but I just like to think that it was the grace of God that brought me out of that pit. When someone is affected psychologically, they look for a place of solitude. I found that in Christ. Was it hard to forgive the guy who did it? YES. Was it hard to quit masturbation? YES. But the Holy Spirit became my comforter. I learnt all about that when I got to university. One of my favourite movies till this day is ‘I Can Do Bad’ directed by Tyler Perry. That movie says it all.

This is just a word of advice. Maybe two.

1. Never judge anybody. Rather, look for ways to help them. You don’t know their story. You don’t know what they struggle through each day.

2. We always have a friend in Jesus. When everyone turns their back on you, he never does, no matter how evil you think you may be. He said even though our sins are as scarlet, he’ll make us as white as snow. I mean, David committed murder but he’s being described as the man after God’s heart.

Smoking, drinking, sex are all just temporary reliefs. God is everlasting. Make the Holy Spirit your friend.



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