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This letter, written (but not delivered) to the man who molested me as a child, was
an important part of my healing. It’s a revision of a letter I wrote December 5, 1990. |
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To a Child Molester
May God have mercy on your soul, for you have offended Him in a way
that only you can make amends for, with His help. However, God has revealed
to me how He has forgiven all my sins, and so, for my part, I have found
through Him the strength to look differently at the horrendous things you
did to me when I was ten years old.
I have learned not to hate the man, but to hate the sin that corrupts him. And so,
I love you, a fellow child of God, with God’s precious love that has filled my heart
and mind. And I abhor with every particle of my being the degrading,
humiliating, crushing experience that you put me through while you laughed
and shared your perverted glee with your sick friends. God wiped away that
part of my memory for most of my life, as I was too sensitive to deal with it.
It has worked to destroy many things in my life.
God gave me a wonderful heart full of love for others, but it took away years
to learn to give that love, because to find the love in my heart, I had to first get
past the pain there – the pain that you implanted there by force. I’m free.
When I was a child of ten, my heart didn’t know that I could ever forgive you.
You stole my innocence and caused me to hate, fear and distrust all men.
I was a prisoner until this day.
And this is what God permits me to do, in my freedom:
I forgive you! Happy Ness |
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