Treasure Island

Peter Hall

(Sydney, Australia.)

The Bruising Of The Tender Parts


And those members of the body which we think to be less honorable, on these we bestow greater honor; and our unpresentable parts have greater modesty, but our presentable parts have no need. But God composed the body, having given greater honor to that part which lacks it, (I Corinthians 12: 23,24 NKJV)

It would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were thrown into the sea, than that he should offend one of these little ones. (Luke 17: 2 NKJV)
 

To dishonour the honourable
To abuse it's innocence
A forever fact
Is an evil cradling.

The offence of sexual abuse
Bruises the tender parts...
Of the heart
And soul
And mind
And smile.

But healing comes from the God-view
That the dishonoured has greater honour
That He is the avenger
For those whom lack.

And there is much provision that heals...
The heart
The soul
The mind
The smile.



To those dishonoured...you have great honour from the One most entitled to give it.

Submitted: Saturday, March 01, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 06, 2014

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