(This is, I think, a sort of upsetting entry, so read with caution, okay?).
In my independent study interviews on the girls' perceptions of sexuality,
I ask them if they can please describe their first sexual experience for me.
(And yes, I feel like a bold jerk doing so every time, even though I know it will help Mosoj Yan and thus them to have the information).
On Friday, one of the girls told me how she'd had sex for the first time at age 16,
with a boy she'd known for two months.
And my immediate response?
Was a HUGE wave of relief,
and I inwardly began shouting praises to God.
Because, unlike the other girls I'd interviewed that week,
she'd been over the age of 13,
and it had been consensual.
A year ago, to hear her say that,
would have made me want to cry.
The fact that now I didn't want to...
makes me want to cry.
This organization does good work... this organization does good work... this organization does good work...
God does good work, God does good work, God does good work...
In my independent study interviews on the girls' perceptions of sexuality,
I ask them if they can please describe their first sexual experience for me.
(And yes, I feel like a bold jerk doing so every time, even though I know it will help Mosoj Yan and thus them to have the information).
On Friday, one of the girls told me how she'd had sex for the first time at age 16,
with a boy she'd known for two months.
And my immediate response?
Was a HUGE wave of relief,
and I inwardly began shouting praises to God.
Because, unlike the other girls I'd interviewed that week,
she'd been over the age of 13,
and it had been consensual.
A year ago, to hear her say that,
would have made me want to cry.
The fact that now I didn't want to...
makes me want to cry.
This organization does good work... this organization does good work... this organization does good work...
God does good work, God does good work, God does good work...
3 comments:
Praise God that despite the brokenness of the world and even the Church and believers, all will be redeemed.
Thus the hope of Christmas.
No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
and
Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"
I'm so proud of you and the person you are, and are becoming.
Love you Em. Thanks for the post.
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