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Girl, Tell Your Story

Dear Daughters,

Last week I received a book in the mail written by an author living in Walla Walla, Washington (such a delightful name for a city).  Brooke Thonney has a story which at different times made me laugh, cry and sometimes shudder.  Growing up near Los Angeles, Brooke was raised in a family of domestic abuse, addiction, adultery and divorce.  Before she was old enough to know what drugs and alcohol were, she knew their smell and effects on her mom and dad.  When she was three her parents divorced, throwing her life into further chaos, dysfunction and confusion. 

As in many stories of children coming from such homes, they in turn grow up living the same behavior patterns as their parents before them.  When Brooke was in high school, she came home one day to see her mom sitting on the curb in handcuffs and later taken to jail.  She was sent to live with her dad and his girlfriend, all three of them soon evicted from their home.  Brooke started living the same lifestyle she had seen in her family of origin and by 19 she was a single mom and a college dropout.

But the story doesn’t get worse from there, it gets better.  Brooke has a praying grandmother, who had been sexually abused by her own father for years, her voice silenced for a time because of threats and lies from him.  Virginia, her grandmother, led Brooke to Christ and told her that she had determined not to let her dad destroy the rest of her life, and that Brooke had the same choice going forward.

For years Brooke had been silenced by her parents, her friends, her fiancée, her Youth Pastor, and many others who figured her background was too broken to be transformed into anything good. The enemy constantly fed her lies as well.  Because of all the betrayal and slander flung her way, she began to distrust people as well as God Himself.  In her mind the lies and questions of doubts were relentless,

Can God really be trusted?

Did He really speak those words of love and affirmation….to me?

Does He even care about me and all my problems?

Why would God let people do such hurtful things to me?

I am Irredeemable. 

I am worthless. 

I am rejected. 

I am silenced.

 Then Brooke started listening to God’s voice instead of voices from her past. 

Where Brooke saw trash, God saw treasure.

Where Brooke saw junk, God saw jewels.

Where Brooke saw brokenness, God saw freedom from bondage.

When she decided to listen to God’s promises of truth, her life started changing:

God uses the brokenness of our lives to prepare us for what He has called us to do

 and to reveal our destiny.

We were designed and created to use our voices in a dark world

 to bring life to everything and everyone around us.

Because of her past abuse, Brooke was hyper-vigilant in protecting her daughters from the same abuse she had received as a child.  Then one night she had a vision…

I saw myself standing in a dark, hostile wilderness.  In one hand I was gripping a machete and with the other I was holding back Ellie and my second daughter Claire to protect them from whatever lay ahead.  I saw myself slashing right and left with the machete, lashing out at everything around me. I couldn’t see anything in front of me because of the darkness, and I was desperate to protect my kids from whatever was out there.  I was breathing hard, drenched by sweat and blinded by rain and deep darkness.  I was inching forward, one step at a time, machete at the ready to protect us. I had no path, no plan, no directions to follow.  I was in survival mode with my girls and would fight anything to keep us safe.  Then the vision ended…

In an amazing transformation, Brooke learned to allow God to be her protector and defender instead of fighting the never-ending battle herself.  It was a process, but she has come to trust her Heavenly Father to care for her most treasured possessions – her husband Andrew and their four daughters.

Brooke’s grandma continued to encourage her to tell her story of ashes being exchanged for beauty.   I’m thankful she is using her voice after being silenced for so many years – not only for her sake, but giving hope to many others who have walked a similar tormented path as she.

Love, Mom

What is a Little Girl Worth?

Dear Daughters,

 I have some friends whose daughters, granddaughters, sons or themselves have been molested. I have listened to their stories of horror, have cried groaning tears with them and lamented the lifelong trauma that stays with those dear children even though decades have passed.  Because of this, I recently read the book What is A Girl Worth? by Rachael Denhollander.  Healing may come, the memories may fade, but the acts themselves are never forgotten.

Book Cover
Close up of the cover, many little girl’s silhouettes

Out of 230 rapes reported, only five are convicted and serve time in prison.  Many daughters and sons have suffered sexual abuse but have been dismissed because people didn’t believe them, or they grew weary of the uphill battle of conviction in legal courts.

When Rachael was 15 years old she was abused by the famous Dr. Larry Nassar.  Nassar, who was for 18 years the doctor of the USA women’s gymnastics team and a former osteopathic physician at Michigan State University, used his extensive medical knowledge and skill as a cover-up for his “treatment” of many young gymnasts over the period of decades.

While reading Rachael’s book, I was grieved at how much her mind was in fear wherever she was, always watching how near people were to her, thinking it must have been her fault that Dr. Nassar did what he did.  She suffered nightmares consistently.  Or was she just overacting?  He’s such a congenial nice guy, surely he cares about me, he always gives me compliments, is interested in how I’m doing at school…her thoughts wrestling with each other for years before she finally had a chance to press formal charges against him.  Her thoughts vacillated between his kind words and the reality of shame, plus facing the fact that he was world-renowned and loved by many.  Not until later did she realize that along with all his compliments and gregarious personality, he was grooming her for the assault he would perform, all the while chatting with Rachael and her mother as they were in the examination room together.

Interestingly, Rachael briefly speaks about the normal fight or flight reflex when abuse victims respond to danger, but she speaks of a third possible response which is freeze.

I know what freezing in fear is now. 

It’s when you’re so confused and ashamed and

horrified and scared that you just…shut down, because reality is incomprehensible.

While What is a Girl Worth? chronicles the years of fear and dismissal she received from various people in law enforcement, it’s also the story of two churches.  One church, while dealing with abuse allegations against its own staff members, demanded she write a statement of apology, stripped her husband of his leadership role, and criticized her abuse advocacy role.   As Rachael and her husband, Jacob, searched out a different church at which to worship, they were grateful because the people at their new church were supportive, providing child care, bringing meals and genuinely interested and encouraging Rachael in the uphill legal battle she was fighting. 

We would do well if we would consider the Bible when deciding who to uphold in a case such as the one Rachael fought – the side of the weak or the side of the strong and prestigious?  Throughout Scripture we read of how God upholds the cause of the frail and needy and brings rulers down from their thrones.  We read how He brings Rahab the prostitute and Ruth the foreigner into the genealogy of the Messiah.  Jesus stops to heal an old woman suffering from hemorrhaging, a group of lepers, a hated tax collector and a demon possessed young boy.  He rebukes his disciples for chasing little children away, and instead calls them near and blesses them.  Jesus chooses smelly fishermen to be his closest friends and reprimands the religious leaders of the day.  The theme is consistent through the Bible – God is for the underdog, the abused and the weak. 

One of Rachael’s friends Keith, previously her third-grade Sunday School teacher as well as a prosecuting attorney, told her:

Justice is God’s work, Rachael. 

And I’m going to pray with you that you see it ,

as completely as we can here on earth.

Being a lawyer, Rachael continued to build her case against Dr. Nassar, driving from her home in Kentucky to Michigan numerous times to file a police report in person and returning for many trial dates.  After the IndyStar firstpicked up the story she began receiving calls from many other women who had also been “treated” by Larry.  Following the story of her case with all its twists and turns, I can understand why so few abusers are brought to justice.  Rachael is a strong, brave and determined woman – who at the time of the court cases was also raising three small children under the age of five.  But as she says,

The more you love, the harder you fight.

She not only fought for herself, but for her daughters and the daughters of so many others who had been used by this man.  Rachael started the legalities in 2016 and finally, in 2018, Dr. Nassar was convicted after more than 150 women testified against him.  As one of the last women who testified about Larry in the courtroom stated,

Perhaps you have figured it out by now, little girls don’t stay little forever.

 They grow into strong women that return to destroy your world.

Rachael was the last witness to testify, reading her 40-minute letter to Larry, starting with the words:

How much is a little girl worth? 

How much is a young woman worth?….

Larry was sentenced to a minimum of 40 years in prison and up to 175 – he would never abuse another little girl again.

Rachael ends her book with these words of thanksgiving:

Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly beyond

All that we ask or imagine, according to the power that works within us,

 to Him be the glory in the church and in Christ

Jesus to all generations forever and ever.  Amen.

Ephesians 3:20-21

Don’t ever forget that God brings down the proud and lifts up the humble.

Love, Mom

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