Wounds Into Wisdom

Hugo Peak in Eatonville, WA [OC] [3024x4032] - Poorbrokefella

I have fallen more times then I can count. Some of my falls left me feeling like I would never rise again. The harder I fought to get my mind pulled together the deeper I sank.

My story is so similar to most women and men for that matter. I have been attacked and after my attack, I was thrown out of the car and I was an hour and 30 minutes away from my home. I will never forget that night…It was 10:00 at night and all I wanted was a ride home and he refused to take me home then all of a sudden he said sure I’ll take you home. I stepped into the car and he locked the door, drove down the street for a few minutes and then punched me three times in my face. He grabbed my shirt so hard that it ripped. I fought for my life that night. I just knew that I wouldn’t make it out of the car alive. His anger was felt with every punch and he said that he was going to kill me.

When I opened my eyes I was lying on top of wet grass with nothing but trees surrounding me. I stumbled up and felt the swelling in my face. My lips felt like they were busted and my legs were heavy, I could barely take a step. My walk to search for a secure place was a long tiring journey. But by the grace of God, I stumbled right into a large subdivision and now I had to get up the courage to knock on someone’s door. With panic and anxiety in each breath, I gathered the courage and knocked.

A tall man answered the door and he yelled for his wife. She came to the door and hugged me as hard as she could and we cried together. She fixed my shirt the best she could and wiped the blood off of my face. There was only one question asked, “are you okay”? I said, “I feel like I am now.”

I sat in the back seat with their two boys as they drove me home and when I reached my destination they prayed with me and for the Lord to continue to cover and to remove me from all situations that will harm me.

That was over 23 years ago and I still remember my wounds like it happened yesterday, but what I carry in my heart and soul is their wisdom and grace and how they helped save me.

If you find yourself in an abusive relationship, know that there is a way out. You just have to get up the strength, push your pride and fears to the side and knock on the door.

You could have chosen any blog to read but you chose mine and I’m honored.


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