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There will be Sun but also Rain


Shaun K. age 16 – Angels by Grace Pub. -Sept. 1997

It isn’t all love and laughter,

But it isn’t all war and pain.

Take each day for what it is

Because there will be sun,

but also rain.


Pray not for smooth pathways,

But strength to climb the rocks.

Pray not for open doors,

But keys to fit the locks.


Look for rainbows in the clouds,

And beauty in the rain.

Because it isn’t all love and laughter

But it isn’t all war and pain.


Blessings to you.

The Little Ones

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Written by Renee – Angels by Grace Pub. – May 1997


Born into an unfamiliar world

starting out as a delicate pearl

These are the little ones.


Tender sprouts of care

knowing love is fondly there,

these are the little ones.


Suddenly there’s change

something is happening that’s strange

to these, the little ones.


Such sheer terror

to have been done in error

to these the little ones.


Living in constant fear

not knowing what is near

 to harm these, the little ones.


Tender sprouts of care

are no longer there

for these, the little ones.


They grow up to put

the past behind

but only grow up to find

they are still, the little ones.


But Jesus is there

to keep them in His care

these, the little ones.


He won’t allow any harm

to hurt any more His charm

these, His little ones.


Blessings to you.

Daddy’s Little Girl

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There was a time when I was young,

When the happiness of love was fun.

Every day was happy and gay,

For all we had to do was play.

“I love you” was a sound of joy,

Of happiness and caring, even better

than a toy.

How could “I love you” ever hurt you,

It just was not the way.

When trust was real and good and strong,

How did it go wrong?

You said I was so special, Daddy’s little girl,

That if I really loved you, I would never tell,

The secret of the game we played, as

Daddy’s little girl.  

You said that all the pain would go,

If I would play the games, and do as I was told,

That Daddy’s never hurt, Daddy’s little girl.

When the pain was bad and the fear was strong,

You said that it was my fault because,

I did it wrong.

When I begged you not to play,

You said you would not go away.

You said that I was very bad,

And that I made you very sad.

You said as Daddy’s little girl,

That you would always care.

You said that if I really loved you,

My body I would share.

Now I’m not a little girl, and life

should be so full.

But I can not forget, the days as 

Daddy’s little girl. 

Written by B.J.- Angels by Grace – Aug. 1994

Blessings to you.

In the Night


Out of the darkness of the night,

Out of the dreams that give us fright.

We cried for help to find the light,

From those we love who come at night.


We were but children in the night,

Trusting love to make things right.

But love did not take away the fear,

Instead it came far to near.


Why did you touch me like you did,

Why did you make me feel so weird.

They always say their love is true,

And love is what they want from you.


They should have helped you in the night,

Instead of that, they gave you fright.

When love is fear, and fear is love,

How do we learn to trust in love.


We turn to God for love that’s right,

To take away the fear at night.

Written by Brenda – Angels by Grace – Aug. 1994

Blessings to you.

Trust and Believe

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Trust and believe, my gentle friend

In all you say and do, 

For Christ will take you by the hand

And He will see you through. 


Trust and believe, my gentle friend

No matter what’s in store;

The Lord will be there at your side,

As He’s always been before.


Trust and believe, my gentle friend,

With all your heart and soul –

The Master will take care of you,

And help you reach your goal.


Trust and believe, my gentle friend,

Reach out to heaven above,

And God will smile down on you,

And touch you with His love!


Written by Hope C. Oberhelman – Angels by Grace – June 1998

Blessings to you.

Help from within

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I cannot say we ever met

My other self and me


But when I can no longer cope

My Other can


And we grope our way together



Though this life we did not choose

But now choose not to lose.


She will stay I know

Until such time as I can handle


All of me


Then I will set her free.

Karen M. – Elah Publication – Aug. 2003

Blessings to you.

A Poem of Truth

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For those who have been forsaken

Know that the love was never real

The trust that you put in that person

was trust that Satan came to steal.

Don’t ever think that God has left you

He promised that He’d never do,

but the devil is a liar and

he has his angels, too.

The devil is a liar

But his lies are well disguised,

You’ll find them hidden in shadows of hope

when you’re in your darkest night.

Lies from demons will embrace you

to make the truth seem dim

But God’s angels will protect you

if you keep your trust in Him.

The lies of demons may present to you

a face of loving care,

but when you need them most

they’ll leave you lost and in despair.

Yes, the devil has his angels, too

but they’re out numbered two to one

so as you fight your battles still

know that the war’s already won.

Jesus came and died and rose again

and though the devil may cheat and steal,

you can know God’s love through His own Son

and depend on that love to be real.

by R.M.L. – Angels by Grace- May 1995

Blessings to you.


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S    is for the SOMEONE who cared to stop

      and listen.

U   is for the UNIVERSAL pain we share.

R   is for the ROUGH road ahead. 

V   is for the VICTIM we once were.

I    is for the INSIGHT we have gained.

V   is for the VICTORIES we will win.

O   is for the OTHERS that still suffer.

R   is for the RECOGNITION of our struggles.

S   is for the SURVIVOR in all of us.

by L.  Angels by Grace – Sept. 1995

Blessings to you.


Survivor Psalm

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Survivor Psalm

by Frank Ochberg, M.D.

I have been victimized.

I was in a fight that was

Not a fair fight.

I did not ask for the fight. I lost.

There is no shame in losing such

fights, only in winning.

I have reached the stage of

Survivor and am no longer a

A slave of victim status.

I look back with sadness

Rather than hate.

I look forward with hope

Rather than despair.

I may never forget, but I need not

Constantly remember.

I WAS a victim.

I AM a survivor.


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Gift From Within – Reprinted with permission

Blessings to you.

What is sexual abuse?

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Gazing at the picture above many can relate to the hidden emotions behind the sad face. She has a secret that if told can bring her more pain because she’s been told it’s her fault or something bad will happen. The abuse she has suffered/is suffering may be hidden for years but the affects it leaves is shame, guilt, un-forgiveness, low self esteem, deep seeded distrust and anger, and many more emotional wounds that can last a life time.

Sexual abuse does not always include touching. Many think of sexual abuse as a sex act against an innocent child. It is that but much more. There is also non-touching behavioral types of abuse:

* Being forced to watch pornographic movies or looking at pornographic magazines and pictures.

* Being watched without your knowledge while dressing, using the bathroom, showering.

* Being photographed in sexual  or sensual poses.

* “Private parts” being exposed to you.

* Suggestive language used with innuendo’s. Asking questions about your sexuality that make you feel uncomfortable.

* Being forced to watch others in the sex act.

All of these behaviors have an affect psychologically and leave deep emotional wounds. The emotional damage goes even deeper when touching or intercourse takes place. Each child’s sensitivity is different and when a non-touching abuse occurs it can have similar affects as the touching abuse. It is never the child’s fault when any sexual abuse is perpetrated!

According to the Georgia Counsel on Child Abuse 90% of child sexual abuse victims knows and trusts the abuser. Fathers mothers, neighbors, brothers, sisters, grand parents, ministers, coaches, teachers, uncles, aunts, cousins, baby sitters. Anyone who may be in close contact with the child. That’s why we must be vigilant in protecting our kids by becoming aware. Abusers don’t wear signs and are not dressed in black lurking around the corner. Many are right in our own homes.

In ministering to many women I found they were all blamed for their abuse. The abuser always blames the victim. In many of the cases where the women told, they were blamed for the abuse by the one they revealed the abuse to. Usually the mother. In several cases, if they did tell, many were not believed and so continued to suffer. All were threatened in some way in order to keep the abuse from being exposed.

The only way to stop the abuse is to reveal it! When a victim of sexual abuse steps out of the darkness of secrecy the process of healing the deep wounding has begun. Truth and freedom cannot remain in darkness. Exposing the atrocities that have been perpetrated against us brings light. Light always overcomes darkness.

Lord I pray that eyes will be opened and ears will hear. I pray Your mercy and grace for all that have been abused and Your healing has begun. In Jesus Name. Amen.

I hope to see you next week.

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In your journal: (Ask the Lord to help you)

Write what’s going through your mind as you read this post.

List 10 positive qualities about yourself.


Little Girl Lies

I’m all grown up now, dressed in my grown up clothes. With lipstick on my mouth, and powder on my nose.

I’ve dried and styled my hair, put mascara on my eyes. No longer do I have to live with my little girl lies.

I’m not that frightened child, submitting to forceful hands. I control my life now, my choices, not others demands.

I know it wasn’t my fault, I didn’t say it was okay. And now I can be sure no one will hurt me again that way.

Now I have the strength to face my past and realize in my heart, I really wanted to believe my little girl lies.

But now as I face the truth, acceptance has set me free. The life I live is my one chance; I am who I choose to be.

Taken from Angels by Grace April 1995 issue -Name withheld