Category Archives: abuse

Judge Not?

Many of us have been taught that, as believers, we are not to judge lest we be judged.  The inference is that judging others is always wrong.  If we don’t want to find ourselves judged, we should not judge anyone else.  Ever.

It almost seems right, but it is a twisting of the truth, and it is little sound-bites like these that often hold us captive, leading us to believe that we have no right to scrutinize others’ character or to identify wicked people among us, particularly those who claim to be fellow believers.   Are we really called to accommodate the wicked living in our homes and serving in our churches for fear of being deemed judgmental? Continue reading Judge Not?

Enabling Isn’t Noble

“A man of great anger must pay the penalty.
If you rescue him, you will only have to do again.”  Proverbs 19:19

For some of you reading this, what I need to share may be difficult to receive; nevertheless, I hope you will consider what I have to say, for I have been where you are…

I know you are determined to fix it, to help the man* to whom you are so devoted, to help him work through whatever pain he is carrying, to love him unconditionally in spite of how he treats you.  I know you want to believe that hiding somewhere beneath that prickly exterior is the man who found a way to win your heart however many months or years ago.

I know you want to be strong, to prove to yourself, God, those who know you and the man you live with that no matter how he treats you, you won’t break and you will never give up.  You believe that somehow, someday his heart will soften, life will become sweet and safe, and you will both bask in the kind of deep, transcendent love you imagine.  I know that each morning you awaken with a new hope that maybe today things will be different.  Maybe today he will see you and decide to love you back.  Maybe today you will find the key that will unlock his seemingly lost and hurting heart.

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The Messages Your Abuser is Sending

“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.” – Laurell K. Hamilton

One afternoon many years ago, before I had children, I was gardening in the front yard of our little house when I saw a woman emerge from her home a few doors down.  Clearly in a rage, she walked briskly to the street where her car was parked as a boy of about 8 years old ran close behind.  The boy was clearly crying and called out to her as she got into her car and slammed the car door.

“Where are you going, Mom?” he said, clearly distraught.

She didn’t respond or even turn to acknowledge him but put the key into the ignition and turned it.

“Where are you going?  Please don’t go!” he fairly yelled, even as he called out to her.  “Where are you going, Mom?  When are you coming back?”

She ignored him and drove away, her young son standing barefoot alone in the street weeping as the car pulled away.  He then ran into the house, crushed by his mother’s response to him.  It was a heart-wrenching incident to witness.

 Whatever happened after that, I’m not sure that anything or anyone could ever completely erase that child’s terrible memory of his mother’s decision to drive away without any acknowledgement of his terror.  That morning, she sent him a message that had the potential to color that child’s life.  In that singular moment, without using any words, the woman told her son that he didn’t matter.

The truth is that every day, through our words and actions, we send messages to those around us.  And if I may be so bold, I think that the messages we send to those with whom we come into contact may be narrowed down to two.  Either “You matter” or “You don’t matter.”

Of course we may have contact with many people during a given day, and some interactions are simply in passing or of a benign nature – neither overtly favorable nor unfavorable, yet even in casual interactions, our words and body language hold the power to convey what we all need to know – we matter.  But even in the presence of our local bank teller, the server at our favorite restaurant or the cashier at the grocery store, just acknowledging those around us, looking them in the eye, and offering them a smile and a ‘thank you’ tells real people with real lives and real wounds and needs that they matter.  I don’t know of a greater gift we can give to people that literally costs us nothing.

Even more so, within our intimate circle of friends, co-workers and particularly our family members, the messages we send and receive can have a powerful impact.  Having recovered (mostly) from my 20 years of living with an abuser, I realize now that my former husband’s almost exclusive message to me was:  “You don’t matter” or perhaps even more hurtful:  “I matter, and you don’t.”

The only thing that really mattered was him – what he wanted, when and how he wanted it.  Anything else was an issue, a problem, an inconvenience.  Anything less than perfection (from me) was cause for criticism, condemnation and/or correction.  Even when everything seemed outwardly acceptable, he could find an excuse to be discontent.  He made sure I knew that, at the end of the day, I really didn’t matter, for nothing I did or said would ever be sufficient.  The smallest measure of love and acceptance I sought was consciously – and cruelly – withheld.   There were times when he was happy – when he got whatever it was he wanted, but even in those brief moments of peace, I know now it didn’t matter to him one way or another whether I was happy or not.

“You don’t matter.”

All abuse victims know the feeling.  Yet in the midst of our unhealthy relationships, we believe we can convince our abuser that we matter.  It is what we live for.  We become almost exclusively preoccupied with finding a way to prove ourselves, to earn value and acceptance in his* eyes.  Most of what we do is heavy-laden with the hope that perhaps tomorrow, through his words and his actions, the doubt will be erased.  He will finally convey once and for all time the message we desperately long to receive from him:  “You matter.  You are special.  You are wonderful.  You are worthy of the deepest love and respect and care.”  

But in my case, as in the case of so many others, tomorrow didn’t come.

So the question is, “What are the messages he is sending you?”

When he is unpredictable, manipulative, sarcastic, hostile, angry, selfish and cruel, then he is sending you a message.  “I am dissatisfied with you.  You are failing to make me happy, so you are not allowed to be happy.”

When he controls the finances and decides that he needs a new truck when you and your children are in dire need of basic necessities, he is saying, “What I want is more important than what you need.”

When he refuses to lift a finger to help with any of the household responsibilities or complains when things aren’t done to his standard, he is saying, “You need to do more, while I am free to do whatever I want – or nothing at all.”

When he trumps the plans you have made to suit his own, or he simply doesn’t want you to have time to yourself, he is telling you he alone decides whether or when you may go anywhere or do anything.  Your plans and needs for relationship and social interaction mean nothing, while his plans are not even subject to debate.

When he decides to move your family away from your friends and other sources of emotional support, and he doesn’t even invite your perspective before making the decision, he is telling you that he doesn’t care how you (or your kids) are affected by his decisions.

When, even knowing how physically exhausted you are, he wakens you in the middle of the night or early in the morning and insists that you be sexually responsive to him, he is reminding you that his sexual needs matter more than your need for rest.

When he criticizes you, curses at you, calls you names, yells at you for the slightest thing or tells you that you are lucky he puts up with you, his design is to convince you that you are inadequate, that there is something wrong with you, that you don’t matter.

But you do matter, although your abuser wants to make sure you don’t figure that out.  If he is conveying these messages to you, then know he is deliberately trying to keep you down, convince you that you are unworthy of love, and make you feel obligated to try ever harder.  Know that he is neither innocent nor ignorant, but rather he knows exactly what he is doing.  He is simply a liar, a tyrant, a control freak, a manipulator and a bully.

He is an abuser.

And if your abuser is anything like mine, he will occasionally toss out, “You know that I love you…”  Those few words are specifically designed to disarm you, to dare you to believe the words rather than the overwhelming measure of evidence to the contrary.

If the messages he is sending you fail to convey not only that you matter but how much you matter in real and practical terms, then you must claim that truth for yourself.

Looking back on my own history, I can see the emotional trauma my former husband inflicted on my heart through his words, attitudes, behaviors and even simple body language – a glare, a shake of the head, a slamming of the door.  For so many years, I felt much like that barefoot little boy standing in the street, wondering if the person who mattered most in my life would one day assure me of my love-worthiness, show me that I mattered.

So do yourself a favor and take a step back.  Watch and listen and analyze what his words and actions are saying.

  • Is his love conditional and always subject to doubt?
  • Does he try to make you feel inadequate?
  • Does he imply that you are a burden?
  • Does he infer that he is merely tolerating you?
  • Do his wants and needs matters above all?

If his messages to you are that you don’t matter, then (in my humble opinion) you may presume that you are living with an abuser.

Someone who loves you will make you a priority, invest in your life, ask for your perspective, do whatever he can to ensure that your needs and desires are met, accept you as you are, and prize you and make you feel special.  Someone who loves you will demonstrate in a thousand different ways you are absolutely worthy of love – that you matter.

Because you do.  ###

*Although abusers may be of either gender, abusers are predominantly male; therefore the abuser is referenced here in the masculine.  The reader’s understanding is appreciated.

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Understanding the Marriage Covenant

“Marriage should never provide a haven for sin.” 

For those of us who have been compelled to end our toxic marriages, we may find ourselves condemned by those who passionately assert that marriage is an unbreakable covenant.   So we must clarify:  1) What defines the marriage covenant, and 2) Is it unbreakable?

The weighty issue that this is, I think it is appropriate to begin with a brief  history lesson.

How is a biblical covenant defined?   A covenant is a solemn binding of two or more parties in agreement.  It is coupled with oaths or vows and is generally evidenced by a sign.  In the case of God’s covenant with Noah, God made a covenant with Noah that He would never again flood the entire earth, and the evidence of God’s vow was the rainbow.  Noah’s only role was to receive and proclaim that particular covenant.  It was a one-sided, unbreakable covenant, since God was the One who created – and would uphold – it.  God also made covenants with Abraham (Genesis 17), Isaac (Genesis 26), Jacob (Genesis 29),  Moses and His people (Exodus 19), King David  (II Samuel 7) and King Solomon (I Kings 9). There were also covenants established between men – i.e., the covenant between Abraham and Abimelech (Genesis 21) and between Jonathan and David (I Samuel 18), among others.

Making – and Breaking – a Covenant with God

God initiated the Mosaic covenant, saying, “Now then, if you will indeed obey My voice and keep My covenant, then you shall be My own possession among all the peoples, for all the earth is Mine; and you shall be to Me a kingdom of priests and a holy nation’… And all the people answered together and said, “All that the Lord has spoken we will do!” Exodus 19:5-6, 8

The covenant was commemorated with solemn oaths, and the sign was the  Ark of the Covenant which held the ten commandments (evidence of God’s guidance), Aaron’s rod that budded (evidence of God’s protection), and a pot of manna that never decayed (evidence of God’s provision).  (Exodus 25)

Yet over time, God’s people forgot their covenant with God and forsook their allegiance to Him.

The Lord God said… “For I solemnly warned your fathers in the day that I brought them up from the land of Egypt, even to this day, warning persistently, saying, “Listen to My voice.” Yet they did not obey or incline their ear, but walked, each one, in the stubbornness of his evil heart; therefore I brought on them all the words of this covenant, which I commanded them to do, but they did not.”  Jeremiah 11:7-8

Subsequently, God “divorced” His hard-hearted “bride.”

“…I saw that for all the adulteries of faithless Israel, I had sent her away and given her a writ of divorce, yet her treacherous sister Judah did not fear; but she went and was a harlot also.”  Jeremiah 3:8

Our Father-God follows the very prescription for divorce set forth in the law (Deuteronomy 24), which requires 1) legitimate cause, 2) the provision of a writ of divorcement and 3) “sending away” the offending spouse.

Clearly, there are serious consequences for breaking a covenant.

Can God sin?  Of course not.  Therefore, it cannot be true that divorce is always a sinful act. In fact,  the opposite may be true: divorce may reflect the righteous objective of upholding not just the office of marriage, but the sanctity of it.

The Marriage Covenant is a Conditional One

In marriage, there are three parties to the covenant – the bride and the groom – and God.  The man and woman make a solemn agreement before God to uphold the vows that define the expectations and obligations of the covenant.  The husband and wife then exchange rings that signify their mutual devotion to one another.

Wedding vows include a promise to love, honor and cherish one another in sickness and in health, for better or worse, richer or poorer and to be faithful sexually to one another until death parts them.  These are not singular vows but mutual ones.

Each party in the marriage should be able to anticipate that the spouse will treat them with love, respect and honor, that they will both feel cherished and well cared-for.  Should illness befall one, the other will do what is right and necessary to care for the one who is suffering.  Through hard times, the couple agrees to remain stalwart in unity, faith and trust.

“For better or for worse” references the natural struggles of life in a hostile world, but they should never justify compelling one marriage partner to tolerate the “worse” behavior of the other partner if it is intentional and/or habitual.  Similarly, “richer or poorer” recognizes that financial struggles should not negatively impact the marriage bond.  But this oath does not justify one spouse controlling or using resources in such a way as to make the other spouse suffer materially due to selfishness or a lack of self-control.

The covenant vows also mandate faithfulness, particularly with regard to sexuality, but this should also be understood to represent a commitment to keeping our spouse as our highest priority – second only to our relationship with God.  These covenant oaths are not just words, but should be viewed as solemn, purposeful and timeless.

Yet all too often, one struggling to live with a neglectful or abusive partner may hear, “Remember: ’til death do us part.”  This one phrase among the vows is oddly elevated above all other aspects of the covenant.  But that one phrase does not diminish or trump any of the other vows but rather reflects a natural outcome of keeping the oaths that precede it.  Death is acknowledged as the final and only force that can ultimately separate a covenant-honoring couple.

Although many teach that keeping the covenant is the highest priority regardless of how it is being lived out, such a teaching ignores, diminishes or brazenly negates the solemnity of the vows and conditions upon which the covenant is founded!   A covenant is confirmed by the practical evidences of its sanctity, while the trampling of the marital covenant may rightly incur serious  consequences, for marriage should never provide a haven for sin.  Such consequences, including the possibility of divorce, should not be taken lightly, but they should also be viewed as a matter of personal conscience before God.

Some will conjecture saying, “No one is perfect.  We are all going to make mistakes and fail at times.  Should we just ditch our marriages?  What about counseling, healing, forgiveness and restoration?”  Of course, we must all accept and acknowledge one another’s imperfections and occasional failures, and these do not necessarily represent covenant-breaking; and of course, in hard cases, if there is genuine repentance and the offended party has peace about reconciling, then a redemptive outcome may be possible.  But again, these are matters of personal conscience before God which outsiders have no right to judge.

So is marriage a covenant or not?  Here, we cannot have it both ways.

If marriage is a covenant, then that covenant is founded upon the oaths that define it.  Should those oaths be violated, then serious (and even permanent) consequences may be appropriately imposed.  Conversely, if the covenant is deemed absolutely permanent and unbreakable while the oaths that define it are deemed meaningless, then – by definition – you do not have a covenant at all; you have bondage.

So let us soberly acknowledge that marriage was designed to be a sacred covenant, a loving, respectful and unifying relationship that is an earthly reflection of the love relationship between Christ and His bride, the church.  (Ephesians 5)

It is precisely this covenant which we must somberly revere and never permit any to mock, pervert or exploit.

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For additional reading, consider “Letter to a Pastor Explaining Biblical Divorce”

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Cindy Burrell

Charla’s Story About Brett

(November, 2013)

Yesterday, I had a group presentation in my psychology class about depression, bipolar disorder, and suicide.  Each us had a different section and mine was depression.  We agreed to pick real-life examples of people who struggle(d) with each of these things.  At the beginning of our presentation, we had picture cards with a blurb of the person’s story on the back.  We picked several people to get up in front of the class to show the picture and read the blurb to everyone.

My real-life example was about Brett.

An older man, Tom, agreed to read Brett’s story to the class.  On the front of the card was this picture:

And on the back, Tom read this blurb to the class:

My name is Brett.  I love superheroes, music, and my brother and sister.  I am only 7-years-old when I start going through depression.  My dad is a drug addict and an alcoholic, and he is verbally and emotionally abusive toward me.  My mom tries to protect me, but she has to be away from the house during the day because she works to support our family.  I am afraid to be alone in the house with my dad.  I can’t force myself to smile or laugh.  I spend most days hiding in my room, and eating to make myself feel better.  I don’t believe that anyone truly loves me.  I am not even sure that I am worth loving.

It was so touching because, during the middle, Tom got all choked up and he struggled to finish reading it.  As he went to sit down, my professor said, “Wow.  That must’ve been really hard to read.”

Later on in my presentation, I shared a bit more of Brett’s story with this slide:

This little boy is Brett and this is his story.

My name is Brett, and my beginning life as a child is happy.  I like to spend my free time imagining I am Indiana Jones, and spending time with my older brother and sister.  My mom describes me as being delightful.  She says I am sweet and sensitive.  She also says that I have the most contagious smile—one that could light up any room.

 Around the time I turn 7, I begin to experience severe depression.  My dad had become an alcoholic and a drug user.  He was verbally abusive to me and my family.  My mom had to work in order to support our family, so my siblings and I would have to be in the house with him alone.  We never knew if we would do anything wrong to make him yell at us, so I spent most days hiding up in my room.

 Several years later, my parents got a divorce, and my dad showed signs of coming around.  He especially liked to spend time with my older brother and take him on fun adventures.  He would plan fun adventures with me, and I would spend my afternoons by our front window, waiting for him to come pick me up.  Most times, he would never show, and I would spend the rest of the day lying in my mom’s arms, crying, wondering why my dad didn’t love me.

 This drove me deeper into the most painful sadness I had ever felt.  I spent my afternoons either laying in my bed or standing at the front of house, staring out the window.  I felt too tired and sad to move or do anything.  Mostly, I tried to console myself by eating anything I could get my hands on.  My siblings would get angry at me for eating everything in the house, but I didn’t care.  I would do anything to keep the pain away.

After that, I went on my whole spiel about depression.  But, my last slide was sharing the positive outcome of Brett’s story.

I started off by saying that Brett is actually my little brother, and the mouths of EVERYONE in the class dropped, especially Tom, the man who read Brett’s card.  My professor smiled so big, clapped her hands, and said, “We love positive outcomes!”  I told the class that Brett didn’t write this, but this is what I think he might say:

I am 21-years-old now, and I have not spoken to my dad in years.  My family and I have healed a lot since cutting ties with him.  We have learned to be open, honest, and kind with each other.  I love them, and I know they love me.

 When I was 14, my mom remarried a good man.  He has taught me how to be a good man, too—how to take care of myself and the people around me.  This has helped me to heal a lot.  Currently, I am working a full-time job, writing a screenplay, and am the head drummer at my church.  I still have struggles with depression, but talking about these with my family helps.  I can feel myself healing more and more each day.

Not to toot my own horn, but I think it ended up being the heart of the presentation.  My teacher actually came up to me after class, thanked me for sharing my brother’s story, and said that it was very powerful.

I just wanted to share because it made me realize that our testimonies and healing from pain is so inspirational to others.  I think especially seeing that sweet little Brett face, hearing his heart-breaking story, and realizing how far he has come from that?  Wow.  Powerful.

And honestly, I believe that that is because of you, Mama and Doug.  We could not have made it this far without the two of you.  You have helped each of us to survive.  You’ve given each of us room to heal.  You’ve encouraged each of us to pursue our dreams.  You’ve challenged us to look at our weaknesses, and pushed us to run toward our strengths.  We talk about different types of therapy in our class, but I don’t think any amount of therapy could bring about the healing that the 4 of us have received because of the two of you.

I love you very much.

Charla