In the most unlikely circumstance, I have been privileged to cross paths with an 86 year old man who feels a calling to share his story with overcoming what he attributes to be a spiritual battle with sex. He has requested to remain anonymous, but feels so strongly about this calling that if any man desired to converse with him due to an experience with this same struggle, he is willing to make himself available. If this is you, please feel free to submit a message to the following email address, GIRLSGTSEX@GMAIL.COM. Your email questions/concerns will be provided to him and replied to accordingly. Below is his story in his own words. ~V. Thompson
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A Letter to Mom
I am 86 now and you died many years ago, but I write this for several reasons: to honor what you did right, to forgive you for the wrong, to walk in your shoes, and to pass on our story to others so it will live on and maybe bring them the same healing that it will bring to us.
Grandma and Grandpa teamed up with you to work in restaurants and that’s where you met Dad. Grandma didn’t want you to get married at all. Grandma’s mother made her quit school at 6th grade to work in their general store. She wouldn’t let Grandma get married so Grandma pretended to be pregnant and shortly after, so you were born.
It would seem stronger to do to someone else what hurt us so much. Perhaps once we get free, the only way we see to never be controlled again is to control everybody else around us.
When I was 4 you went to a movie with a man and Dad found out. Due to the poor economy and what you did, he overreacted and shot you, then killed himself. You remarried and had my half sister, and I hated all of you. I now understand that you couldn’t raise us 3 alone, but we felt so abandoned.
Grandma abused me and I had no where to run to. I did recently find some old papers and saw you and Dad were married in June 1926 and I was born in December 1927. This meant that you waited 9 months before you got pregnant and that I was planned for and wanted.
I can’t remember back beyond age 4, but I can picture in my heart how you loved me, had me, the joy and pleasure of teaching me to walk and talk. I did remember you called me ____ (original first name). You went to Grandma’s house to have my siblings and I went with you. We had such fun!
The economy went bad in 1929 (Great Depression), and with no family support it had to be terrible on you and Dad. I’m sure you had no money to go out or even for a babysitter. You must have gotten worn out with us 3 kids 24/7 and so you were tempted to go out. I forgive you and I love you. I have prayed to God that you and Dad forgive each other and that we can all be together in heaven for eternity.
________ (original first name)
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