... Luke 7:36-50
[36] Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so he went to the Pharisee's house and reclined at the table. [37] When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, [38] and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears.,
This morning i stumbled upon this heart breaking story of this young lady.
“I’m not yet 30 years old, from a middle class background, successful academically and never dreamed I’d end up in prostitution. Now here I am, 2 years after I exited it and still suffering its aftermath, every day.
It kills me inside when people talk about prostitution being a ‘choice’, or ‘empowering’, or ‘harmless fun’ for women. Those words don’t even belong in the same sentence. In my experience, prostitution was the end result of addiction, self hatred, and years of extreme physical and sexual abuse by my ex-partner which left me feeling I deserved nothing more.
If you’re cut off from other people and their perspectives, and told not to trust them, and forced to rely on the person who abuses you, and gives other men access to abuse you, so that the hand that hits you and hurts you is also the hand that feeds you, and mops you up (sometimes) you get confused, what you are told and what happens to you are two different things and you lose the language, the words, to ask for help.
You think you’re going mad.
2 years on, and the shame still gets in the way. 2 years on, and I still find it hard to verbalise what happened to me, what was done to me, and what I was made to do, because it makes me sick, and frankly, I’m scared that other people will feel the same. I do therapy, I’m clean and sober now, and its 2 years on and I still struggle.
This story reminded me of the woman in Luke 7:36-50 who some scholars believe she was a prostitute. It’s high likely that she was going through what the lady in the story above was going through. A reject in society, used and abused by men on daily basis. Condemnation, anger and blaming herself were the order of the day.
The bible says when this woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them. This was her way of pouring all her anger, sorrow, condemnation at Jesus. Immediately all her sins were forgiven.
What is it that you going through today, that secret thing you are ashamed of, thinking how would people react if they knew what you did in the past. Are people judging you based on your past? I have good news for you, like the woman in Luke 7, Jesus is waiting for you with arms open wide. Just pour out all that is holding you captive, your sorrows, condemnation, and anger at his feet. He loves you so much that he died and paid for all your past, present and future sins. Jesus loves broken, downtrodden women.
[36] Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so he went to the Pharisee's house and reclined at the table. [37] When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, [38] and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears.,
This morning i stumbled upon this heart breaking story of this young lady.
“I’m not yet 30 years old, from a middle class background, successful academically and never dreamed I’d end up in prostitution. Now here I am, 2 years after I exited it and still suffering its aftermath, every day.
It kills me inside when people talk about prostitution being a ‘choice’, or ‘empowering’, or ‘harmless fun’ for women. Those words don’t even belong in the same sentence. In my experience, prostitution was the end result of addiction, self hatred, and years of extreme physical and sexual abuse by my ex-partner which left me feeling I deserved nothing more.
If you’re cut off from other people and their perspectives, and told not to trust them, and forced to rely on the person who abuses you, and gives other men access to abuse you, so that the hand that hits you and hurts you is also the hand that feeds you, and mops you up (sometimes) you get confused, what you are told and what happens to you are two different things and you lose the language, the words, to ask for help.
You think you’re going mad.
2 years on, and the shame still gets in the way. 2 years on, and I still find it hard to verbalise what happened to me, what was done to me, and what I was made to do, because it makes me sick, and frankly, I’m scared that other people will feel the same. I do therapy, I’m clean and sober now, and its 2 years on and I still struggle.
This story reminded me of the woman in Luke 7:36-50 who some scholars believe she was a prostitute. It’s high likely that she was going through what the lady in the story above was going through. A reject in society, used and abused by men on daily basis. Condemnation, anger and blaming herself were the order of the day.
The bible says when this woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them. This was her way of pouring all her anger, sorrow, condemnation at Jesus. Immediately all her sins were forgiven.
What is it that you going through today, that secret thing you are ashamed of, thinking how would people react if they knew what you did in the past. Are people judging you based on your past? I have good news for you, like the woman in Luke 7, Jesus is waiting for you with arms open wide. Just pour out all that is holding you captive, your sorrows, condemnation, and anger at his feet. He loves you so much that he died and paid for all your past, present and future sins. Jesus loves broken, downtrodden women.
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