The beginning

I am a survivor of a horrific childhood.  A few weeks ago I was asked if I wanted the opportunity to to face one of my abuser, my dad, who molested me for 4+years.  At first I said no but after talking with my husband and others I decided that I would do it.  I was ready to finally give it all back to him, to lay it at his feet and walk away clean.  Based upon advice I scheduled it for over a month out and I have began to pray and write.  What you will see here is not revised for content or edited (though I will change any names I mention), it is just one persons journey.  Now I know to some it might seem crazy to put it out here and when it first came to me the other day during quiet time I began to think I might have lost my mind.  Yet, the more I prayed and the more I thought about it, I realized that I am not the only women going through this.  I could not be the only one who has read a million books on the subject but feels like none of them were honest or went through to the truth.  I have committed to being completely honest with the good and the bad.  When the scheduled time comes I am going to walk in there and read it to him and then walk out knowing that I am clean.  Not because of this but through the blood of Jesus!  Am I clean now? Yes! But this is the path Jesus is taking me on  to heal me and I will follow Him no matter how painful.