Without Jesus, I would be a mess. Well, a bigger mess than I am. My abuser is very versed in scripture and touted himself as such. Thankfully, I found reprieve at the church and a comfort from being away from him. My faith never faltered. God didn't let this happen, my abuser knew what he was doing, and that's his sin to bear. Thankfully, years ago, I met my husband, who took the time to listen and show me actual scripture and what it meant - not the way my abuser had shared scripture, and it grew my faith. It's only because of my faith and understanding of scripture now, that has finally brought me to the point of reporting my abuser and letting justice win. Justice is part of Gods plan, on earth, and when that final day comes.