1 Corinthians 6:19-20
Before I formed your in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart, says the Lord.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
Hello Beautiful Survivor!
Do you know that you are more precious than silver or gold, diamonds or emeralds, rubies or pearls? You are worth more to God than any materialistic item in this whole universe. He created you to do his will; to carry out your assignment He laid before you.
Being sexually assaulted caused me to have little to no self-worth. I felt lower that dirt; my self-esteem had hit rock bottom as did everything else. I felt fat and very unattractive–like everyone who looked at me knew that I had been victimized. So I began to not care less and less about my appearance. After all, no one man would ever fall in love with a sexual assault survivor right? After months of wallowing in self-pity and being advised by my family members, I began to yet again, pray to God to help me regain my self-worth. I’d pray, “Lord, I am your humble servant coming before you just one more time. Lord, I know that you know what I am going through right now so there’s no need to explain. Jesus, I just need you to help me get back to me. Whatever it takes, I just need to get back to my old self; the happy Neicy with the big Kool-Aid smile. Please help me Lord, I can’t do this without you. I ask these an all blessings in the precious name of Jesus. My soul says Amen, Amen, and Amen.
It took some time to rebuild my self-esteem, but I did it with the help of the Lord and so can you. Remember I mentioned that no man would ever fall in love with a sexual assault survivor? Well a man did. And not just any man, but a saved, sanctified man-of-God fell in love with me and we have been married for almost 10 years. Thank you Jesus! So, just ask the Lord to help you and He will.
Never forget that I support you and I believe in you.
Angela D. Wharton
So you are no longer a slave, but a daughter; and since you are a daughter, God has made you also an heir.