QUESTIONS

Some time ago, I had the privilege of talking with over fifty young girls on child sexual abuse and issues revolving it. These girls had so much innocence.., some had curiosity written in their eyes.  It felt really good to have that talk. While I spoke, I could see the pain in the eyes of some…, I could feel some had fears locked up in them that they found difficulties expressing. 

Now, here is the part that got me really thinking, after the entire talk, a young girl of about 14 years old, walked up to me and said she wanted asking me some questions. She asked “why would a father sleep with his daughter?”; she said she knew of a case where a brother abused his sister and she got pregnant, she said “what will they tell the child?” she was so transparent I could read her thoughts; her eyes were so deep, I could see the pain, I could see she needed answers to so many questions… I was tongue-tied because deep within me, I sought answers for these questions and even questions that go beyond sexual abuse.

Children/people are asking questions; they can’t seem to fathom certain horrors (neither can I). Victims of Sexual abuse want to break free but don’t know how and are wondering why they became victims in the first place; why it had to be them; porn has held many young lads hostage, they want to know the way to freedom, to liberty; People who are tied to poverty and are wondering if they could find their next meal or shelter for the night; people have heartaches and wonder when the nightmares will cease…,

As much as I believe in a new tomorrow, I can’t pretend not to be scared of it either; are our kids going to be safe? With so much horrors around now, what would it look like tomorrow? Then this poverty – it seems to keep building up like a “skyscraper”, and I’m wondering when it’s going to crumble. And With the older generation saying it was better in their days than it is in my days (even with the fight for independence, the civil war, riots in the 1900s etc). I look at things presently; I earnestly pray not to tell my kids “it was better in my days”. 

For me, what gives me courage, what gives me strength to even put this together, what keeps me going is Jesus. I can’t live any day without His hope in my heart; I can’t live through the nights and mornings without His arms holding me. I might not have answers to all the questions you ask or the ones I ask, but I have Jesus; He holds my tomorrow. He tells me “Joy, walk with me; I’ll guide and keep you – one step at a time”. 

Are you asking questions; you’re pondering and having heartaches about your situation; you’re wondering when and how you can come out of it; I don’t know any better place or person who could help. I just know the best – JESUS. He has done it for me, He is doing it for me, and He has assured me that He’ll keep doing it for me. Why not try Him today?