I know! I KNOW! You were expecting an article last week, I've been slightly behind. Won't tell you the reasons, (or excuses) Not necessary. But as always, I have good stuff for you this time. Though, if you've been reading my blog for a while, then you know, I never disappoint. To make it up to you, I am doubling up on articles this week women. So, are you ready?
Met another lady this weekend in Self-Defense training that has been going through a lot lately with addiction and abuse. Memories from her past, haunted her. To recognize that and support her, I stood up (as I was sitting down). I stood up as she spoke, as a gesture that I now stand with her as she once again seeks to conquer those demons. She is a woman in her late 40's, early 50's and is still haunted by abuse as a young girl and young woman. See, it reminds us all that attacks on the female has happened to millions of us! WE MUST STAND UP!
STAND UP WOMEN AND BE COUNTED!
Stand up and let your voice be heard.
Let your outrage be felt! Let your arms reach out to other females that are in such awful pain and chained to the past. Let your compassion flow and your selfishness fall to the waist side. Let your knees buckle underneath you as you seek Gods face in prayer for the women of this world! so in my own way, I open my heart in support of you now! And for my dear new Sister Girl, that I met this weekend, I dedicate this to you.
"INSPIRATION STATION"
JUST A CHILD
By Ms. Meetta J. Martin
From her book, "You Can't Say That!"
Poetry To Strengthen, Heal and Encourage"
She was just a child!
She didn't like the tears she was cursed to cry.
She wanted to smile, but she couldn't because of the pain inside.
Her innocence was stolen away from her
by people who were expected to naturally love and protect her.
Family! and friends of,
She was abused!
Her heart was confused...
...confused about real love!
She was just a child!
She didn't deserve her painful life.
Full of innocence and wonder,
She needed someone to really love, protect and care for her!
She was a child!
SHE WAS JUST A CHILD!
We were the same age, she was my friend.
People thought I was too Young to understand.
Though my young age may have prevented me from knowing much,
though being young in age unversed in wisdom,
my young heart understood pain.
I cold never figure how I could see, but the did not!
Couldn't hey the older, supposed to be wiser, folk,
see the sadness in her eyes?
Couldn't they hear the horror, in her voice, as she spoke up about
not wanting to be left at home with certain people?
Couldn't they see how withdrawn and how quiet she became?
I was a child as young as she AND I COULD SEE!
No one would listen to her,, nor to me.
so, as I wen tot church and sang "Yes Jesus Love me.", I knew there was a God and I knew how to pray.
So I, a child as young as she, used to pray in secret,
"Oh God, come and save her."
"Strengthen the heart that you gave her. Help her to survive."
She was just a child!
Now that we are older, she doesn't hurt as much anymore any longer.
I know God heard her cries and the prayers of mine, cause she survived!
Oh! My friend? Well, she went on to teach, preach as she was grateful to God, the Father for breaking the binds that had her.
She is no longer, just a child!
*Strength and courage to all my sister girls, no matter what stage in life that you are. HOPE AND HEALING, ARE AGELESS AND they are both never ending!
TALK WITH YA LATER! MEETTA
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