It means where we were hurt, broken by others, we reflect on what happened to us, and vow never to let it happen to anybody we love, let alone ourselves.
It means we pondered our injuries, and defend against it before it happens again.
I’m going to go search who originally said it and thank him or her.... this is the strongest article of faith I’ve ever heard spoken.
“who originally said it”
That was me, tex. I probably picked it up - or a version of it - somewhere, slogging through my own personal tropical wilderness.
No thanks necessary, but I do appreciate the thought. I was being more honest than usual and was a bit put out that someone would think me cliched. I am anything but...me and Sam Kenison.
“It means where we were hurt, broken by others, we reflect on what happened to us, and vow never to let it happen to anybody we love, let alone ourselves.”
I wound up rescuing animals and being a psycho-b*tch to people hurting kids.
A bunch of bikers formed “BACA” [bikers against child abuse] and they escort the witness children to the trials, sit with them and generally form a huge, scary, glowering circle of protection around the children so that they are not afraid to testify against their abusers.
The kids *know* they will ~never~ have to fear any “unaddressed” reprisals from their perps.
Fierce, dark guardian angels in leather and studs watch over those kids.
I wish there was a chapter near here.
Hubby and I would join it in a heart beat....and relish it like few people could truly understand.
[he’s ~my~ dark guardian angel...a hairy, scary saint given to me by God and he stands by me when I get “freaky” from the flashbacks]
Well hush my mouth.
I found a chapter about 40 miles away.
http://maryland.bacaworld.org/
Gonna call them Monday and see about getting in.
This makes my day....:)