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colliefan -> RE: How did the DAD'S in your life... (6/17/2008 6:10:15 PM)

In my church's outreach to NC's Womens Prison, our target audience is women just entering - or in most case reentering - the correctional system.

The statistics of those women in prision that have been sexually abused are staggering:over 80% have been abused. most by a family member. The emotions that come out at our meetings a raw.

My goal is to get them to face the pain instead of numbing it and place all the garbage that lead them to prison on the cross and then walk in freedom. God has given us a great open door as we have the opportunity to place a bible in the hands of every female inmate in NC.
We have had correctional officers ask us for bibles because they see the change God's word does in one's life.

As I mentioned, I also lead a bible study in NC's main maximum security prison. The charter of the prison when it was built in 1848 is to transform an offender into the image of Christ.

When I teach, I tell the inmates my goal is to shut the prisons down. That the power of God is so strong in the prisons and the change is so real, true revival will hit the prison. The prisons will become cities set on a hill. That when a transformed offender leaves the prison
that transformation heals the families and communities to which they return.

One of my favorite books is Henri Nouven's "The Wounded Healer." It is the mandate of those of us who have been healed from abuse to go into the world and share that healing.



buckifn -> RE: How did the DAD'S in your life... (6/17/2008 9:38:44 PM)

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One of my favorite books is Henri Nouven's "The Wounded Healer." It is the mandate of those of us who have been healed from abuse to go into the world and share that healing.


That is a FANTASTIC book. I'm glad to hear others are blessed by it too. It had a huge impact on me.



conrack50 -> RE: How did the DAD'S in your life... (6/19/2008 8:53:09 AM)

I agree with buckifn's post.

I didn't have bitterness towards someone I didn't know.
I have heard stories thru my life about my father.There's nothing that's been told that concerned his 2 kids. I barely knew my mom(inside). She too was hard and mean. But that's the way she was raised.
In 1959, my father didn't pay the $50 a month child support but yet he always drove a new car and wore $500 suits.
When he died in '71, I went to the funeral and looked at his body as someone I still didn't know.
Did the same with Mom in 96.

I decided some years ago, I wasn't going to be like either and I'm not. I may have features like
my father but that's the genes, I had nothing to do with that.

I do my very best each day to please my Heavenly Father because that's the One who counts.
If I stumble, he's there.

Connie Lou



colliefan -> RE: How did the DAD'S in your life... (6/19/2008 10:44:14 PM)

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I do my very best each day to please my Heavenly Father because that's the One who counts. If I stumble, he's there.


and you have nailed it, we play to an audience of one.



Covaan_Meshuga -> RE: How did the DAD'S in your life... (6/19/2008 11:19:12 PM)

It is heart-warming to read some of these posts and heart-breaking to read others. Rest assured that the posts are read with thankfulness to our Father-G-d for His graciousness in both cases, because we can be thankful for some of your fathers but, at the same time, thankful to Him that others of our fathers were not what you had.

I was reared in an abusive home, but Father did not abuse me while I was young. In fact, if it were not for my father's example, I would not have truly understood that there are good adults in this world -- not to the extend that I did understand it.

Father was kind to me. I believed he loved me. My favorite morning waking-activity was to drink the half a cup of coffee he always left in his cup for me, with two teaspoons of sugar, filled to the brim with milk. I waited anxiously at the window for his return at the end of the day. He taught me how to help, without getting in the way or creating danger, while he did his many carpentry projects around the house. He could build or repair anything, and I wanted to learn to make fine cabinets and household furniture because of him.

While I was younger, I never imagined that G-d was like Father; I thought He was just like Mother. When I was in my twenties, however, I tried to imagine G-d being more like Father, the carpenter, the fixer of all things, the provider. It took me awhile to bring these concepts together.

Well, the rest does not need to be written, because my father, bless his memory, at least gave me a good foundation.



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