By Divine Blessing
Pain is pain, but the degree of pain varies.
The greatest pain of my life was when I was raped in the presence of my sons.
Furthering my anguish, my son’s hands and legs were tied to a tree. It was sad, horrific, traumatic, embarrassing, degrading, dehumanizing and unpleasant. I preferred to die than to live. I even pleaded with the rapist to kill me instead, but by the grace of God they did not.
My children and I suffered through war and became wanderers in Congo, Tanzania, Zambia and Namibia. Continually in search of peace, shelter and food, these sufferings and hardships reduced us to the lowest of low.
Moving to Sweden, our prayers were answered and we soon had hope for a better life with opportunities for education and a life worth living.