tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220952661369163226.post2141703097807735141..comments2010-07-19T10:22:54.313-07:00Comments on to dance with my beloved: The StolenChloe Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11207428499009996731noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220952661369163226.post-52955284826355920272010-07-06T23:26:19.196-07:002010-07-06T23:26:19.196-07:00ooooh I just got hit again. Yes I did want escape,...ooooh I just got hit again. Yes I did want escape, I did fantasize about that growing up. And now that I am older and have a lot of healing, and just reread your post I do know that God is my escape. He saved me. Its over Hes got me now. The open doors of fantasy & looking for love & acceptance to others that leaves me vulnerable to the enemeys attack I ask Jesus to flood them with His light & drive out the darkness & seal them up in His presence, in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen. I know that He will answer my prayers. Thanks for being a part of my deeper healing!!!Laceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00901260884996093432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220952661369163226.post-19569757815866456692010-07-06T23:15:56.769-07:002010-07-06T23:15:56.769-07:00"The Stolen. I don't think any woman want..."The Stolen. I don't think any woman wants to be a prostitute. It's not the dream of every little girl. Girls dream of being princess's, delighted in, to be swept off their feet and carried into love, into TRUE love. Girls stuck in trafficking cry out for rescue, for true love. An escape... but only one escape is available and it is the power of Jesus's love.After even being rescued and out of the system shame, condemnation, depression and unbelievable grief hold them so tightly. The Kings hand is held out for any victim to take hold of." <br /><br />That helped me, I am not a victim of sex trafficking but when I was four I saw a violent porno & it had brought much shame & selfhate & perversion & bondage into my life. I have been healed & set free from so much. But every little bit of a good word helps. I can always remember being ashamed & hating myself. I can never remember being a so called good girl. One time God showed me a picture of me when I was really little & all I could really see was a close up of my eyes. He told me that was my innocence. I just bawled & bawled, what I was truly innocent at one time and not horribly bad girl. I felt that night before bed that God might tell me something if I opened my bible up randomly and I did & it was Song of Songs & the verse was you have doves eyes behind the veil oooohhhh my innocent eyes. I didnt want any of this to happen to me. But it gets instilled into that you did & this is who you are, that you are the nasty one. But what little girl would as you stated. Wow, so many of the things I still see in me sometime are those little things I used to do to cry out to be rescued. I am rescued, so I cant wait to shed them as I reflect & open more up to my Father. <br /><br />Thanks for breaking some more lies in me just a bit more. Sorry my comment is about as long as your post.Laceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00901260884996093432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220952661369163226.post-64095265109426772152010-02-08T09:29:18.477-08:002010-02-08T09:29:18.477-08:00"Go and adopt the unloved..." Let's ..."Go and adopt the unloved..." Let's do it! Oh Chloe, this is amazing! You are touching a part of Jesus' heart and have taken on His heartbeat. This burning in you is going to change lives!<br /><br />And yay! You have a blog!! :)Annie Petersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00000717361737062594noreply@blogger.com