Child of Woe, Child of Sorrow

I was born through the sin of my mother and father. I was continually reminded of this through my tender years as a child. When your own dad tells you that you're the worthless product of a male hooker, that you're not pretty or smart enough to be of his blood, you hang your head in shame. I was humiliated by the piercing stares I got from those he informed of this. I was exposed to witchcraft. My mother was an alcoholic, and my dad had extramarital affairs with numerous women. As a child, I was also the victim of sexual assault. At the age of ten, my life took a turn for the better. My mother bore twin babies. Because she rejected the boy child, I was taught how to care for him. For the first time in my life someone showed me love, and I loved him back. I had never felt love before then. If my mom and dad did love me, they never showed it. My baby brother was two when he died. I watched as my mother murdered him. His life had given me joy, and now he was gone. I stopped communicating. Between this, my deformities, and my learning disability, I became a victim to all who knew me. I was commonly called retarded by teachers, students, and my own father. Even strangers on the street would call me names. This led me to become an unstable adult. As a woman, my life was a mess. I had no idea how to show love, or even what it felt like. Therefore, I damaged every relationship I had. Then I met Jesus. He taught me agape love. I learned to love like Jesus does. The Holy Ghost set me free of over a thousand demons. In every way, He set me free. I am living proof that our God reigns, that He can take the most corrupted mess and create something of beauty. In my soul, I was an ugly duckling, but Jesus made me into a beautiful swan. What the Lord has done for me, He can do for you.