Prism or Prison?
Which light do you reflect?
We have a prism in our southeast window. When the early morning sun is ‘just right’, and we spin the prism, we obtain hundreds of ‘dancing rainbows’, around the livingroom. The kids jump and shout for the happiness it brings.
This morning I start a small series of devotionals about prison, not prism. Not a penitentiary, but a prison of abuse to children. My fellow contributor is ‘Ava’, who went through a prison of a home, of physical, sexual, and mental abuse.
A sudden ‘downer’ for you as a reader?
Thousands of our children don’t ever have a dancing rainbow for cheer and delight, but cold basement walls, no food, and a beating if they cry out… But God knows and rescues the perishing. ‘Ava’ went through this, survived as one tough writer for Jesus and is finishing a book about abuse.
If you are cuddled under a filthy blanket in a basement of your life right now, understand there is hope, real love, understanding, and life after it all in Jesus name. 1 John 2:25 (KJV) And this is the promise that he hath promised us, even eternal life.
When you accept Jesus, you will be with Him in a place of Glory, of no hurt, no death, no tears, forevermore.
Author Terry Palmer
Credit to ‘Ava’, our dear sister in Christ.
photo by Isabelle Taylor