Empower your Day in Just Seconds
Grantley Morris
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They were beasts, not men, who violated your innocence. They stripped you of your decency. They invaded your body; shaming you, humiliating you. Terror gripped you by the throat. Stark naked, bleeding, pinned like a bug on display they exposed you to the world. Relentlessly they reviled and defiled you. You longed for mercy. No one so much as lifted an eyebrow for you. To them it was a game. They had robbed you not only of every thread of clothing and respectability, but of your very humanity. You were sport, a plaything, a bit of fun before being tossed away. You existed only to be gawked at, jeered at, spat on. With bloodcurdling callousness they continued to desecrate your person with vile, inhuman, despicable acts. Where was God in the midst of all this horror? As he looked upon your torment, he was in as much anguish as you were, Jesus. Taken from Where Was God? When You Suffered Unspeakable Horrors Love others! May be freely copied. Just include this notice: © Grantley Morris, www.net-burst.com
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