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Stolen Lambs

A lamb is often a symbol of innocence and purity.  Precisely why I chose to create the image I did for this post.  If you notice the word UNCOVERED is hiding in the grass.  That too is intentional.  I want to take some time to shed light on a topic that is probably one of the most taboo and hushed of all topics... sexual abuse.  More specifically within families and the church. According to   NSVRC   63% of the assaults are never reported and 8 out of 10 victims knew the person who assaulted them, which is why the enemy needs to be exposed in this area. Even more disturbing is the fact that only 12% of child sexual abuse cases are reported. Historically there's been many scandals involving young boys being molested in the Catholic Church but nobody likes to talk about the wives being raped by their husbands, or husbands being raped by wives.  Nobody mentions the aunts, uncles, family friends, neighbors and parents that creep into little kids'...

Daddy's little girls

I truly believe that children are a blessing and a precious gift from God.  Today I had the experience of being witnessed to by my 4 and 8 year old cousins.  It was the most precious thing ever and I can't even begin to describe how it blessed me.  I was so overjoyed and proud!  It's a blessing to know that seeds are going into good ground and the fruit is beginning to manifest. I took my girls out for icecream, as I often do, and we were driving back to our granny's house when my 8 year old cousin asked me where God lives and my 4 year old cousin answers.  The conversation went as follows: TT - Where does God live? Vaeh - In heaven! Me- God lives in heaven, but He's everywhere all the time. TT - but we can't see Him and we can't touch Him... Me- No but He can see us, and touch us, and we can feel Him on the inside.  He's everywhere all the time. Vaeh - I think I feel Him right now!   TT - so He's everywhere, but we can't see Him becau...

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