This is a must read for anyone who has been abused and tossed away by their uncaring attackers and suffered from the indifference of those who should have cared. I highly recommend this sister’s blog. Thank you Tiffany Clark of Scotland.
Pleading hands stretch out on a wooden doorframe. Crimson blood stains its lintel. A woman’s life slips silently away as the members of the household sleep in peace, safe on the other side of the door. Do they not care that she has spent the night in indescribable torture? Does it not matter to them that she has been raped and beaten beyond recognition? But they sleep on, undisturbed by her plight. And she breathes her last, voiceless in life as in death.
In those days Israel had no king. Now a Levite who lived in a remote area in the hill country of Ephraim took a concubine from Bethlehem in Judah. But she was unfaithful to him. She left him and went back to her father’s house in Bethlehem, Judah.
What voice did she have in leaving home and becoming a concubine? Bethlehem was her birthplace, and…
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