SistahFaith: Real Stories of Pain, Truth, and Triumph
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Every woman needs a safe place to bleed...a quiet place to scream, and friends to dress her wounds. She needs the support of sistahs who won't cringe at the honest truth, who are willing to walk by her side, who will listen to her stories, and who will offer balm to heal her wounds.
This collection of poignant, true stories honestly reflects the humiliation that countless women experience every day at the hands of people who are supposed to love them. Drawing from the biblical story of Tamar, who was raped and disgraced by her own brother, spiritual truths of hope, healing, and new beginnings are highlighted in every story.
Among the women who have shared their stories of truth and triumph are Bonnie DeBarge of the famed Motown group the DeBarges, award-winning novelist Sharon Ewell Foster, and author Claudia Mair Burney.
Most women endure in silence -- afraid to tell the truth, held captive by their disgrace. But here, in these pages, they have told the truth, they have lifted their skirts to show their scars, and most important of all -- they have found redemption, hope, and new life.
Your Own SistahFaith Circle: In addition to sharing beautifully written stories and poems, this book shows you how to gather your own group of sistahs, and each chapter includes discussion questions that will help your gathering of sistahs journey past the shame, beyond rejection, and straight to the heart of God.
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SISTAHFAITH
SISTAHFAITH
Real Stories of Pain, Truth, and Triumph
Marilynn Griffith
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Sistahfaith : real stories of pain, truth, and triumph / compiled by Marilynn Griffith
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1. Abused women—Prayers and devotions. 2. Christian women—Prayers and devotions. 3. African American women—Prayers and devotions. I. Griffith, Marilynn.
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Because the stories in this book have been chosen to be told and are not necessarily stories that others would relate, many individuals have been given pseudonyms, and in some cases, identifying details about these individuals have been changed as well. The authors have made a good faith effort to convey the truth or essence of everything they recount in the stories herein.
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For Moriah, who dreamed with me of sisterhood.
I couldn’t have done it without you, Doc.
I know you’re shining, wherever you are.
CONTENTS
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
INTRODUCTION: In Search of Sistahood,
by Marilynn Griffith
Serving Notice, a poem by Rosalyn Webb
Selecting Your Sistahs
CHAPTER ONE: Tamar, a Sistah Ashamed
Winter Is Past, by Carlean Smith
The Kept One, by Bunny DeBarge
A Hateful Love, by Marilynn Griffith
Tamar’s Triumph, a poem by Rosalyn Webb
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week One
CHAPTER TWO: A Sistahood of Scars
Treasure in the Scars, by Sharon Ewell Foster
Girl of Grace. . . Woman of Peace, a poem by Tanya Bates
My Past Cannot Have My Future Blessings, by Kisha Woods
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Two
CHAPTER THREE: Tamar’s Shame
My Own Creation, by Sonya Visor
Hush-Hush Stuff, by Little Sally Walker
Let Me Laugh, a poem by Wanda J. Burnside
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Three
CHAPTER FOUR: The Forgiving Hour
Divinely Made, a poem by Wanda J. Burnside
Drowning Must Be a Terrible Way to Die, by Dr. Naima Johnston
Get Wisdom, Get Understanding, by Lady Catherine
I Loved a Boy, by Claudia Mair Burney
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Four
CHAPTER FIVE: Tamar’s Flight
A Woman’s Worth, by Delores M. Jones
Going Home, by Dorien Hage
How Dare You, by Robin Caldwell
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Five
CHAPTER SIX: The Healing Pen
Life’s Reintroduction, a poem by Carmita McWebb
Confession Is Good for the Soul, by Stanice Anderson
A High Price to Pay, LaVonn Neil
Beyond the Scars, by Sharon Ewell Foster
A New Name, by Marilynn Griffith
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Six
CHAPTER SEVEN: My Sistah’s Keeper
Far Above Rubies, by Marilynn Griffith
A Place Prepared, by Marilynn Griffith
The Naked Pregnant Lady in the Yard, by Claudia Mair Burney
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Seven
CHAPTER EIGHT: Her Robe, Royal No More
Scars, by Claudia Mair Burney
Perfection, by Dr. Gail M. Hayes
When I Think I’m Unlovable, by Robin R. Wise
Uncovering Love, by Delores M. Jones
Deliverance, a poem by Shelette Carlisle
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Eight
CHAPTER NINE: My Rearguard
The Short Trip Back to Sanctuary, by Davidae Stewart
Tamar’s Wings, a poem by Marilynn Griffith
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Nine
CHAPTER TEN: Choose Life
Tea and Crackers, by Dr. Gail M. Hayes
No Choice, by Marilynn Griffith
Amazed by Grace, by Stanice Anderson
Evergreen, by Marilynn Griffith
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Ten
CHAPTER ELEVEN: Garments of Praise
If I Were Her, by Claudia Mair Burney
Two Minutes, by Dr. Gail M. Hayes
My Heart Waketh, by Marilynn Griffith
From Shame to Praise, by Dee East
What If . . . I Had Never Been Sexually Abused? by Stephanie L. Jones
The Day of Salvation, by Marilynn Griffith
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Eleven
CHAPTER TWELVE: A Healing Season
Raising the Roof, by Marilynn Griffith
Brother, I’m Healed, a poem by Marilynn Griffith
A Bare Witness, by Marilynn Griffith
Healing Proclamation Prayers
Twelve Weeks of Truth—Week Twelve
HEALING RESOURCES
ABOUT THE CONTRIBUTORS
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
This book came through many hands and hearts. Thanks to Philis Boultinghouse, Lisa Bergren, Alysha Bullock, Karen Longino, and everyone at Howard Books/Simon & Schuster who read, edited, designed, or worked on this book in any capacity. You did an amazing job.
To the sistahs who trusted me enough to send me their stories, thank you for working, waiting, and praying!
To my agent, Wendy Lawton, thanks for believing in this book . . . and in me.
Fill, thanks for your love and patience, the preface to all my stories. You are a gift.
Donna McElrath, thanks for giving me life and for always sending a box full of something I need at the exact moment that I need it. How do you do that?
Ashlie, Michelle, Fill Jr., Ben, James, John, and Isaiah. Thank you for waiting through the years of late nights that became this book. I love you.
Mair, Sharon, and Stanice: Thanks for sticking with me. For real.
Joy, Carlotta, Melissa, Nancy, Claudia, Gail, Michelle, LeeShun, Katina, Barbara, Vickie, Lisa, Jackie, Viva, Sabrina, Venita, Jess, Vicki, Angela, Laura, Tammy, Kris, Kim, Linda, and all the women who have loved me and listened to me, thank you. Seriously.
Dr. Gail: You were there at the beginning, in the bone-fire. Thanks for the spark!
Robin Caldwell: You truly have an Andrew spirit. Thanks for making me push.
Glenda Howard: Thanks for your encouragement.
Tyora Moody: Thanks for your spirit, skill, and for seeing the vision when there was none.
Linda Dwinell, Carmita McCall, Rosalyn Webb, Melodie Kent, LeeShun Jackson, Mary Ardis, Barbara Joe Williams, Katina Amoah, Shantae Charles, Annette Ponder, June, Michelle, Carlean Smith, and everyone I’m leaving out: Thanks for making the conference amazing. Rest up!
Dr. Harold Arnold Jr., Pastor Eliott Sheppard, Vincent Alexandria, and all the brothahs who got
this book. Thanks for listening!
To my blog readers, newsletter subscribers, Twitter followers, Facebook friends, and members of the SistahFaith Network and all other places I sometimes disappear from. This is where I was. Forgive me?
To my pastor, Kent Nottingham, his wife, Debbie, and the Tallahassee Calvary Chapel family, thanks for teaching the Word and loving my family.
Jewell: I love you. I always have.
To my Jesus: You got me this time. I had no idea. Thank you.
INTRODUCTION
IN SEARCH OF SISTAHOOD
Marilynn Griffith
Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there?
Why then is there no healing for the wound of my people?
JEREMIAH 8:22 NIV
I always wanted a sister. My mother had four of them and although they had their differences, those old reel-to-reel movies of them dancing in my aunt’s basement or the knowing smiles they shared across the table at holidays made me crave sisterhood. I sought it first in friends, not knowing really how to value myself, let alone other girls. Back then, people used me to suit their purposes and I used them to suit mine and we called it friendship, knowing that some things we said about other folks when they weren’t around were said behind our backs too. Deep down, we knew that despite our best efforts, we were far from sisters, far from friends.
Still, I desired sisterhood, looking fondly at the sorority girls during college, enraptured by their secret dances and graceful calls. But that wasn’t my road either. When I married a man with a sister, I thought I’d struck gold after sifting through roommates, coworkers, and girls down the street. I’d finally have a sister. But that wasn’t to be either. She was already somebody’s sister. She wasn’t looking for another.
Around that time, I stopped seeking sisterhood and started seeking Jesus. It was a crooked path, like a never-ending treasure map, with God leaving gifts and drawing me to Him, step by step, verse by verse. He asked for everything I had: my daddy hunger, my need for sister love, the guilt, the shame, the confusion. Everything. And I gave it all, with one eyebrow raised, wondering what on earth He’d do with all of that. He was God, true enough, but that was a lot of mess. And I hadn’t even had time to pack it up properly. Jesus took my stuff in trash bags and shoeboxes, old envelopes and yellowed notebooks. He took it all.
In the meantime, I wandered into churches, listening to people being referred to as Sister So-and-so,
only to have them look at me as though they wanted to run. Me, with my baby carrier and twisted slip, trying to get to Jesus. I wasn’t sister
material. Slowly, I realized you had to be a member of the church for over thirty years to break into the sisterhood. Well, I didn’t have that kind of time. Still hoping, still hungering for a place to belong, for women to belong to, I moved on.
My journey took me on to other places, other crosses, other sisters.
This time, they had lace collars and flowered dresses, big hair and sunny smiles. And rules. Lots and lots of rules. But their tea tasted good and they seemed to have this Christian woman thing down to a science, so I stuck around, trying to learn all the rules. It was tough. After a while, I dug out my blue jeans and lipstick and crawled away. Nobody seemed to notice—and those who did notice didn’t want to get in trouble—so with waving hankies and a few We’ll pray for you
s, I was on my way again.
Around this time though, a strange thing started to happen. Every now and then—often when I least expected it—God would send me what I know now was a sistah, a woman who clicked with me instantly, cared about me, and taught me something new about being friends, about being real. These women came from different backgrounds, but they accepted me into their circles, even when I didn’t fully know how to take part.
When I retreated from them in silence because things were getting too close, they pursued me. When I chased them instead of Jesus so I wouldn’t have to deal with my life, they corrected me. They taught me that sometimes the only way to heal a wounded woman is to break her anew and let things heal correctly, to pull off her scabs and clean out the infection, the pain.
Most of all, these women believed in God with me and for me, moving past the hedge of shame I’d placed around myself. Not only did they listen to me, they did something I didn’t even know I needed.
They told me their stories.
They showed me their scars.
I learned then that every woman needs a safe place to bleed, a quiet place to scream, and friends to dress her wounds. I’d tried bleeding with others before, but those women left more infection than I’d started with. This time was different; there were still rules, but also relationships to go with them. This time I was heard. This time I got whole.
Sistah Who?
So who is a sistah? She’s someone you can take your bra off with. Someone who can see you at your worst. Someone you don’t have to explain things to because she’s been there. She’s someone who’ll come to your aid even if she hasn’t heard from you in ages. She’s funny. She’s serious. She’s loud. She’s quiet. She’s peanut-butter brown. She’s ebony-satin black. She’s pecan tan. She’s alabaster white. She loves people and loves God. She looks different on any given day, but when you meet her, you know her because she’ll listen to your story . . . and tell you hers.
As I began to share my testimony across the country, something unexpected began to happen: I was sharing my friends’ stories too. Everywhere I went, they went with me, either in person or in spirit. New sistahs came also, whispering their tales into the folds of my blouse, sending stories by e-mail, sometimes revealing things they’d never told anyone.
The women in this book have come a long way to meet you. Some of them write under a new name to protect their families. Others speak in their own name to save their lives. They’ve become broken bread and poured out wine and uncovered themselves to be your covering. There is a Bible sistah here too: Tamar, whose life was torn by the hands of her brother. As you read these stories, be comforted if you are afflicted (or afflicted if you are comfortable). Be clothed with the robe of many colors, the garments of praise. Walk with us on a journey past hurt, past shame, past rejection. A journey straight to the heart of God.
Serving Notice
Rosalyn Webb
I see you, I feel you
And at times think that my arms are too short
To reach out to you
But I’ve been where you’ve been
I’ve cried those same tears
Felt those same fears
And I made it through
And just in case we never meet
And you pass by my words on the street
Let them embrace you
Because I wrote this
To let you know that you’re noticed.
Reprinted by permission from To Whom It May Concern, © 2006.
Selecting Your Sistahs
For some of you, reading this book will be a journey you’ll take with God alone, but we’d love you to bring some sistahs along for the ride. The key is figuring out who those women really are. If you’re already in a book club or Bible study, we recommend breaking into smaller groups for safe sharing. If you’ll be traveling with friends, dig into the exercises below before you light a fire and start telling your tales . . .
1. Read Genesis 2:25. Did God create us to live in shame? Explain.
2. Read Psalm 89:45. Did anything happen in your childhood that made you grow up too soon? Do you have safe friends to discuss these experiences with?
3. Read Psalm 34:5. Name up to ten women in your life who keep you looking to the Lord and want to see you shine. If you can’t name any (or enough), where might you discover these women?
4. Select three women from your list of ten above and as you work through the next section of the book, pray about becoming sistahs with them. Let them know about the book and ask them to pray about working through it with you.
5. As for how to go through the book, we recommend you call the study Twelve Weeks of Truth,
one for each of the chapters. Meetings can include discussion, sharing, using writing to heal or simply discussing the stories from the chapter. Which suggestions appeal to you? What are you most looking to get out of this book?
Seven Things to Consider When Forming Your
SistahFaith Circle
1. Bleed Where It’s Clean. Is this place, this person, a safe place to bleed? Will they point me back to Jesus when I’m done or infect me with their own bitterness?
2. Don’t Bleed to Be Seen. Am I trying to be seen or calling others to be clean? If God calls you to share, it will never be just about you. Don’t tell your testimony to get attention, but rather to release God’s healing power.
3. Stay Safe! The Bible says to be wise as a serpent and gentle as a dove. If your abuser could still harm you and your family in some way, don’t give all the details.
4. Take It Slow. Healing takes time. Don’t try to be spiritual and skip the steps. There is a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to mend and a time to heal. Take that time and let God lead you to the right places and people to share your testimony with.
5. Lighten Up! Yes, it’s hard to imagine that an abuse story could be humorous or artistic, but it can. If you sing, write poetry, dance, do art . . .use your gifts to tell your story. If you’re a funny person, don’t make light of things, but smile and be honest. Let your light shine!
6. Learn to Listen. Not everyone you share with will have a Tamar story. If these stories are outside your experience, use this time to learn to listen, to really hear the testimonies of the women in your life.
7. Keep It Confidential. While there will come a time when the women in your group will be sharing their testimonies with others, now may not yet be the time. You will hear things that will both amaze you and sadden you, and one reaction will be to share the story with others. Wait until your sistahs are strong enough to speak up with their own voices before you share their stories.
Prayer of Proclamation
Father God, I reject the lies the world has told me about myself. I accept the forgiveness, healing, and friendship only You can offer. Though I’m going to be reaching out to my sistahs, I reach up to You also, crying out with a loud voice. Hear me, O God. Draw me close to You. Bring me safe women, holy women, to hold me and hear me. Help me do and be the same for them. In Jesus’s name, amen.
SISTAHFAITH
CHAPTER ONE
TAMAR, A SISTAH ASHAMED
"But she answered him, ‘No, my brother, do not force me,
for no such thing should be done in Israel.
Do not do this disgraceful thing!’"
2 SAMUEL 13:2 NKJV
As we hear the testimonies of the women in this book, we’ll be hearing the echoes of another woman’s story as well. A story from the Bible. In 2 Samuel 13, there is a story of a rich, famous man with many beautiful, broken children. One of his sons, Amnon loved his half-sister Tamar.
He loved her so much that he made himself sick, though he knew she was a virgin and out of reach. (The fact that she was his half-sister didn’t seem to bother him, but I digress.) At least he cared about something . . . at first, anyway. Then he made the mistake of telling his cousin Jonadab, who the Bible describes as a crafty man
(probably a