Monthly Archives: April 2016
As Christians we need to stand up against evil.
Franklin Graham to Christians: Take Back America
Evangelical leader says today is ‘most dangerous time in history’ and only hope ‘is in Almighty God’
by Deirdre Reilly
Evangelist and CEO of both the Christian relief organization Samaritan’s Purse and the Billy Graham Evangelistic Association, Franklin Graham (son of Billy Graham) has a serious message for Christians all over this country.
The message, like the man, is straightforward: It is time for Christians to get actively involved in politics.
Graham and the Billy Graham Evangelistic Association are visiting all 50 states with their Decision America 2016 tour. They’re holding prayer rallies to challenge Christians to pray for America and its leaders, and to live and promote biblical principles at home, in public, and, very importantly, at the ballot box.
LifeZette spoke exclusively to Franklin Graham, 63, about the tour, the current spiritual state of America, the role of faith in politics…
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For a while I have been wanting to open up my life to my readers about an event that forever changed my life. I believe that the Lord showed me that it is time.
I wrote recently about the new rules at Target, which would allow transgenders to access ladies bathrooms and dressing rooms. In that piece I asked what would keep a sexual predator from posing as a “transgender” person, to access their prey, and commit unspeakable crimes against women. It seems that the rights of transgenders are more important than keeping women safe from harm.
This morning I read that in 2015, Obama ordered ICE to release 19,723 criminal illegals; 900 of them had committed sexual assault crimes – back into our society. They are everywhere in our country. The states had wanted to deport them, but our president would not allow it. I live in a sanctuary state, which makes us even more vulnerable to criminals.
When I was 22 years old, I sang for a living in Washington, D.C. I was part of a band. I was not saved until 1983. One evening after our band’s performance, I was attacked by two men and sexually assaulted. I kept this horrid event secret for a very long time. I blamed myself. I was singing in a band and in my mind the assault had to be my fault.
When I finally sought help, I was told that this was not my fault, and that I should not be blaming myself. I did not continue with therapy. It was too painful to speak about the rape. Every time I would talk about it, I wound up crying hysterically, and feeling worse.
Within a year I began to have terrible night terrors. I would run and scream (this is what I was told) but I would not remember doing this. I broke bones and fell down stairs. Some times this happened 5 nights out of the week. I thought that I was losing my mind. I didn’t seek help because I was embarrassed. But I confided in a lady from church in the 1980’s. She urged me to try to be part of a sleep study at NIH.
I was admitted into a sleep study there. I never told the neurologist about the attack. I just couldn’t talk about it with him. I had terrors during my stay at NIH. The doctor diagnosed me with Nocturnal Panic Attack Syndrome.
It was years later that I learned that my night terror attacks were a hallmark symptom of PTSD. I thought that only soldiers struggled with this. It seems that being sexually assaulted causes PTSD too.
Gripped by fear
Everywhere I go, I am hyper vigilant. I am constantly looking over my shoulder. I will not get into an elevator with just men – I wait for a mixed crowd. I live in a constant state of fear. After I was saved in 1983, I was a bit better. I knew that Jesus was watching over me. But the scars from the attack ran deep. The night terrors continued. I prayed and prayed that the Lord would protect me from these terrors. It was as if the devil used my sleeping hours to attack. I was convinced that this was spiritual and not just from the rape.
After a night terror, I would begin to be cognizant of my surroundings – not remembering the terror, but I was aware that something awful had happened to me. All I remembered is that I felt as if I was dying. The next day, my head felt like I had been in an accident and had sustained brain damage. Concentrating was difficult.
When I was a young girl, my mother’s best friend had been shopping with her daughter. They were in the dressing room, trying on clothes. A man got into their dressing room and the man raped my mother’s friend in front of her 8 year old daughter. Both were scarred for life.
How can they forget about our rights?
It seems so demonic to me that a store would put the “feelings” of a person who is confused about their gender, over the safety of women. This is absolutely crazy and demonically inspired. Are they waiting for the worst case scenario to happen, and only then will this be rethought?
My prayer is that this article will help in some small way. It was the hardest thing for me to write this, but I truly felt the Lord urging me to do it.
Come Lord Jesus
I called our local Target store today and asked to speak with the manager. When he picked up, I told him that I was very concerned about Target’s stand on allowing anyone to access the ladies restroom.
I could tell that his answer was scripted. He probably had a lot of people calling, and most likely the corporate office sent a memo to their store managers, telling them exactly what to say to people like myself.
He said these words to me:
“Yes, we do allow transgender people to access the restroom in which they most closely identify. We at Target are very “accepting” of everyone, regardless of their sexual identity.”
I said to him “Excuse me, but what if the person is not really a transgender, but is a sexual predator, pretending to be transgender just to gain access to the ladies bathroom? Do you not care about the welfare of women and little girls?”
He said to me that if I wanted to further discuss this, that I would need to call the corporate office. He sounded angry at me. I told him that I would never again step foot into a Target as long as I live. He said that was certainly my choice.
From The Federalist:
A Rape Survivor Speaks Out About Transgender Bathrooms
Victimizers Use Any Opening They Can Find
I read these reports, and my heart starts to race. They can’t be serious. Let me be clear: I am not saying that transgender people are predators. Not by a long shot. What I am saying is that there are countless deviant men in this world who will pretend to be transgender as a means of gaining access to the people they want to exploit, namely women and children. It already happens. Just Google Jason Pomares, Norwood Smith Burnes, or Taylor Buehler, for starters.
There are countless deviant men in this world who will pretend to be transgender as a means of gaining access to the people they want to exploit.
While I feel a deep sense of empathy for what must be a very difficult situation for transgender people, at the beginning and end of the day, it is nothing short of negligent to instate policies that elevate the emotional comfort of a relative few over the physical safety of a large group of vulnerable people.
Don’t they know anything about predators? Don’t they know the numbers? That out of every 100 rapes, only two rapists will spend so much as single day in jail while the other 98 walk free and hang out in our midst? Don’t they know that predators are known to intentionally seek out places where many of their preferred targets gather in groups? That perpetrators are addicts so committed to their fantasies they’ll stop at nothing to achieve them?
Do they know that more than 99 percent of single-victim incidents are committed by males? That they are experts in rationalization who minimize their number of victims? Don’t they know that insurance companies highlight locker rooms as a high-risk area for abuse that should be carefully monitored and protected?
Don’t they know that one out of every four little girls will be sexually abused during childhood, and that’s withoutgiving predators free access to them while they shower? Don’t they know that, for women who have experienced sexual trauma, finding the courage to use a locker room at all is a freaking badge of honor? That many of these women view life through a kaleidoscope of shame and suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder, depression, dissociation, poor body image, eating disorders, drug and alcohol abuse, difficulty with intimacy, and worse?
Why would people knowingly invite further exploitation by creating policies with no safeguards in place to protect them from injury? With zero screening options to ensure that biological males who enter locker rooms actually identify as female, how could a woman be sure the person staring at her wasn’t exploiting her? Why is it okay to make her wonder?
What About Women’s and Children’s Rights?
“Wake up!” I want to scream. “Can’t you see what’s going on? Do something about it!”
Despite the many reports of sexual abuse and assault that exist in our world, there’s an even larger number of victims who never tell about it. The reason? They’re afraid no one will believe them. Even worse, they’re terrified of a reality they already innately know to be true: even if people did know, they wouldn’t do anything to help. They’re not worth protecting. Even silence feels better than that.
There’s no way to make everyone happy in the situation of transgender locker room use. So the priority ought to be finding a way to keep everyone safe. I’d much rather risk hurting a smaller number of people’s feelings by asking transgender people to use a single-occupancy restroom that still offers safety than risk jeopardizing the safety of thousands of women and kids with a policy that gives would-be predators a free pass.
Is it ironic to no one that being “progressive” actually sets women’s lib back about a century? What of my right to do my darndest to insist that the first time my daughter sees the adult male form it will be because she’s chosen it, not because it’s forced upon her? What of our emotional and physical rights? Unless and until you’ve lined a bathroom door with a towel for protection, you can’t tell me the risk isn’t there.
For me, healing looks like staring at the little girl in a Polaroid photo and validating her need to be seen, heard, and protected instead of hating it. It looks like telling my story, even the parts I can never make pretty, in hopes it will help break the anonymity of survivors and create a sense of responsibility in others to act.
Don’t Let Innocents Get Hurt Before You Rethink This
I still battle my powerlessness to do anything that feels substantial to affect change, but the good Lord didn’t bring me out of Egypt and set my feet upon a rock so I could stand idly by in the face of danger. So even if a little article or Facebook post doesn’t ultimately change the world, it’s better than silent resignation to negligence and harm. I feel a sense of urgency to invite people to consider the not-so-hidden dangers of these policies before more and more of them get cemented into place. Once that happens, the only way they’ll change is when innocent people get hurt.
Consider the not-so-hidden dangers of these policies before more and more of them get cemented into place.
Even if there aren’t hundreds of abusers rushing into locker rooms by the dozens, the question I keep asking myself is, “What if just one little girl gets hurt by this? Would that be enough to make people reconsider it?”
“And what if that little girl was me?” It’s a question I really don’t want to ask. But God’s grace has enabled me to value the face in the photo enough to realize that I have to. And even if I don’t like the answer, at least I wasn’t silent. – source
Oh Lord Jesus – Please come for us!!
God doesn’t give us amnesia but He does heal the pain.
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I curled up on the couch a few nights ago, expecting to watch a good old-fashioned whodunit on television.
Unfortunately, I discovered too late that the corpse in the story belonged to a child molester. A woman sexually abused as a girl had killed him, in her effort to protect another child from abuse.
Suddenly the program was deadly serious — raising all too familiar issues of credibility, deception, violence, guilt, and justification.
The Lens of Abuse
Though this blog regularly deals with the topic of abuse, victims must strive not to view the world through that lens.
There are countless good things — and good people — in the world. Victims deserve better than to be robbed of those, in addition to having been battered and violated.
A Happy Face
There is a deep and pervasive sadness associated with abuse. Our childhoods were stolen from us, our lives shattered. We cannot pretend our abuse never occurred; cannot…
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As abuse victims, it is not uncommon for us to despise ourselves. Whether physically, emotionally, or sexually abused and/or neglected as children or battered as adults, we are likely to have concluded on a visceral level that we are unfit, undeserving of love and affection.
Ugly and Bad
Young children equate ugliness with evil. The two are for them one and the same, which is what makes ugliness so frightening to children. The Wicked Stepmother needs daily confirmation of her good looks from a magic mirror. Snow White has no such insecurities. Snow White’s goodness informs her good looks, and vice versa.
Children who are physically or emotionally abused may draw the conclusion they are ugly — inside and out. Believing themselves “responsible” for the abuse to which they are subjected, children may conclude that they are being punished deservedly, as both ugly and bad.
The Monsters Inc. and Shrek series…
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When singing this song in church this morning I immediately thought of us, the ones who have felt the hurt and pains from childhood abuse. In singing it I replaced “you” with “me.” Try it as you sing along. Praise be to God, He has made us flawless.
Blessings to you