I read this post a week ago, and it had an incredible affect on me. So much so, that I had to take some time off from this site.
I actually felt like a person again. Not just a victim or survivor trying to navigate the world. Or someone trying to make the best out of a bad situation. An actual person. No strings attached.
I highly encourage you to read this post, and get in touch with the author. He has been dedicating some time to helping victims in his church find healing. And he has a true heart for seeing people become whole again.
So with a huge thanks to the author, I am going to post this here, and I highly encourage you to read it!
There is an amazing and even startling story in the gospel of Luke (chapter 7:36-50) about a “Sinful Woman” most likely even a prostitute, who crashes a dinner party. She is desperate to find and somehow thank the man who had made her feel human again for the first time in as long as she could remember, the carpenter from Nazareth who was passing through her town.
She brings along her only possession worth anything, a bottle of perfume she had saved up her illicitly earned money for, but when she arrives she doesn’t know what to do. Everyone is staring and whispering, she doesn’t care, here he is, she starts to sob. Her tears are falling on his feet as he reclines at the table so she does the unthinkable, she gets down and wipes his grimy feet with her own hair and kisses them. —Scandalous.
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