Its Only Werds...

They deny that sis was conceived before they got married. We knew, sis found something when we were young that said so. So what. But that lends itself to a reason for they way things went. . .

They say she was a fussy baby, crying all the time. They say I came too quickly after that. (We are 360 days apart.) They say I was a very quiet and good baby. As far back as I can remember, she was a very vocal child -- defiant, rebellious, disrespectful. I was there and I know why. She was seriously abused including hospital visits. I learned from her to be still. I learned by way of "what NOT to do to survive". And her life has been one form of abuse or another since those days, including spousal (in every conceivable capacity), self (in the form of alcoholism and escapisms). I could write for hours about the heinous thing she endured. She even developed a resentment toward me because I was quiet and stayed out of harm's way. That made her believe I was "the favorite" but I endured my share of torment and abuse as well. Oh, Daddy? He was absentee. I only share this to set a background, and a shoddy one at that. It's too hard to "go there" and I believe God heals things we ought to leave them alone, but it's pertinent to my desperatoin for her joy, peace and rest. She has endured hell on earth. And now she is begging him not to leave her. He forgets where they came from. He has not compassion or forgiveness and he has turned his back on walking uprightly. And she is devastated. I want to fix her. I used to could. Then I met Jehovah Rophe, the Great Healer, and I don't try any more. So, I ask Him -- over and over -- please come help her!!!

Will you join me?

God knows all the details. I could write a book. Oh yeah, he's the one, her husband, who I had to confess my bitterness toward. But just so you know, I would NEVER punch (or round-house) him. I love him and pray for him.