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  • A Nice Man

    The teachings of the church seem to create duplicity among its parishioners, for it teaches we are sinful, but that once you wipe away the sins, you are no longer full of sin.

    The overview of what the church actually preaches and the applications of its teachings are very much at odds, in fact I would say, that it is a church which honors being duplicitous.

    Where the dark side is there, but we are taught to 'bless' it away…and to now act like it has disappeared.  

    If your 'bad' actions can be wiped clean, then you are not really bad…you live in a land that has no darkness…you are forever in this alternate universe of only goodness.

    The church doesn't expect you to stop sinning, it Does expect you to keep confessing…It doesn't expect you to stop forgiving, It expects you to forgive forever.

    It is a cycle you can't break free of….and it leaves you a sinner that isn't sinful.

    You have sinned, but they are nowhere to be found…so your are pure.

    You are a wiped clean slate that has been forgiven of sins a thousand times, yet clean.  No trail is ever found, no smear is left behind…you are clean…but have sinned, yet the sins are not ever spoken of.

    It is like there isn't anything that is permanent, all is fluid and ever changing, there is no sin, while sins are forgiven.

    What if the sin is a slap to a child's face?  Does the mark disappear? Is it wiped clean, does it not leave a mark on the esteem of the child?

    What if the sin is a rape of a child…is she returned to pure once the blessing is uttered?  

    The wiping of the slate is ONLY for the offender.

    The cleanup is to remove the toxic behavior off of the hands of the abuser, it isn't for the wounded child.

    The wounded child is never attended, seen or acknowledged, the offenders life is all that matters. And God Forbid it have a smear.

    How is it that this religion only cures Offenders?

    How is it that this religion neglects the sins upon the sinnee.

    How doesn't it see where the sins take place, how in real life a slap cannot be unslapped…a rape can't be undone.  Sins are damage yet the damage isn't dealt with only the one who did the damage.

    We were taught not to see the one wrecking havoc on our worlds, and to hide the damage.  Hide our bleeding wounds, our broken hearts our shattered trust…for if we spoke of it, the Blessings didn't work.

    And by God, the blessings must work, for we are all heading to heaven under the ticket of the blessings working.

    The duplicity of the church is to see the sinner but not the sins upon the innocent child…it fails to see how wiping clean the offender makes a liar out of us.

    We have the imprint of their sin upon our bodies, but we have to now pretend the 'sin' didn't happen.  We lead a duplicitious life…we know the truth, but are not to act upon it. 

    And we now carry their sin, while they get to sing in the sunshine and go forth pure…we are now weighted down by their sins.

    Am I the only one who can see how this makes a child go insane?

    Not only are we not allowed to show the marks of their sin, we now have to believe they are nice…that they never did misbehave.

    These 'clean' adults and their sins, have written upon the slate of who the child is, their imprints have gone nowhere, the sting of the hand left a mark on the soul, the rape tore the trust and love to shreds.

    This insane cycle can only be broken when the sins go back to the sinners…where they in reality have never left.

    My father raped me, I didn't rape him…it is his sin, not mine.

    I am no longer agreeing to his duplicity…where he rapes me and is seen as a nice man.

     

  • What you Grasp onto…

    "Not grasping what is meant by the term Truth, is the key to all of life."

    My brother feels that this sentence is wrong, that it should instead read;

    "Grasping what is meant by the term Truth, is the key to all of life.

    And actually the key word is grasping or not grasping what is meant by the term truth.  And I feel that the sentence still works for it is in understanding what NOT grasping will mean.

    The key of truth lies in whether you grasp or let it pass…

    We are given the opportunity hundreds a times a day to use this grasping or not grasping technique, even if you live alone, you are faced with this choice.

    Our lives are directly affected by our ability to grasp on or the ability to not move, this is the KEY to all of life.

    I think, we think, that life is very complex, hard and a huge mystery, when it can be boiled down to the very basic of all things, whether you can hold on and follow your own feelings…

    GRASPING is to become nearsighted or innersighted, to honor nothing else but what you feel inside, to hone the skills to recognize all the little nuances of your body, to treat your inside like a precious child, to grasp on to the essence that is alive and moving inside and then live by it.

    The aliveness, the feelings, the energy, the spirit, the hurt, the pain, the sorrow, IS You.  This is what you are not grasping on to. These feelings are you.

    The you is not found in your clothes, your home, your car, your pretty hair, your job, your family genes,  YOU are in the energy of feelings…

    The key to life is whether you grasp on or not grasp on; your life will take a totally different path depending upon what you do and say about your feelings.

    The key to all of your life lies within that small but gigantic act.

    My life totally flipped around by going with my guts, my inner feelings, my sorrow and my tears, my betrayal and horrific fear…it turned me on to me…and what is meant by the term truth.

    For the first 46 years of my life, I shunned my feelings, turned my voice away from them, disregarded and discarded them for the sake of many things, I betrayed myself in order for there to be peace in my family home and to 'get along' with my mother.

    In the end, none of that served anyone, not even me.

    All my feelings of hurt, betrayal, mistrust, fear, anger, resentment of being abused did not go anywhere while I shunned them, they sat like a bomb waiting to explode, to come out…and they did.  

    Each time I would find myself 'out of control', they poured out…usually upon an innocent bystander, my child.

    I couldn't grasp them, hold them back, they literally would spew forth in a torrent of words, feelings, etc…raining all my inner suffering upon my children.

    This out of control raging screaming voice did nothing to heal or address the pain….what it was doing was showing me what lay inside, what my inside world looked like…and sadly, I ALWAYS blamed my children for my tirade.

    If only they would do this or that.  If only they would behave here or there, if only they would listen to this or that, etc.

    Righteously I stood, the towering inferno out of control, blaming the child…never knowing the truth that was me.

    The truth that was me, that I had not grasped on to, was a very wounded, hurt, child.

    I then grew up to be an out of control adult with a neglected hurt child inside.

    The first glimpse I had of this child, was when my niece spoke up and I took on this visceral knowing of who she was, how she felt and what she needed….before 24 hours was up, I was sobbing uncontrollably knowing I was her.  I was her completely. I was her, I too was an abused child by my father.  I also knew, it was much worse for me, so bad that I had no memory…all I had was the fear that would bubble into slight terror at being alone with my father.

    It seemed this was my final exam, the day of reckoning, could I see me in her and her in me?  Will I once again, pass by and not grasp on to my feelings, when my feelings echo those of a child who is so small and so innocent, who is now brave enough to speak her feelings, to say what happened?

    When my sister said, "She said Grandpa touched her…" all it took was a half a heart beat and I said, "She is telling the truth." 

    And right after that my body began shaking, shivering and trembling out of control….It knew that I knew.  I was grasping on.

    The truth came to me in the form of a little girl.  A little girl sexually abused by her grandfather.  It came to me in sorrow so wide and deep I thought I would drowned.  Yet I grasped on to her little hand and knew that I had to be the BIG one, the brave one, to speak and to say, what perhaps she could not articulate.

    I spoke for her and in doing so I spoke for me…I took her truth and held on.

    Not grasping what is meant by the term Truth, is the key to all of life…  All of life's abuse.  

    If you don't hold on to the little girls truth, you are holding the hand of the OFFENDER.

    Pick one…and your life will be steered by what you grasp onto…

     

     

  • Keep Silent

    In reading Melody Beatte's book, "Codependent No More"….I came upon these few sentences that explained so much to me.

    " Codependency is an emotional, psychological, and behavioral condition that develops as a result of an individual's prolonged exposure to, and practice of, a set of Oppressive Rules….Rules which prevent the OPEN EXPRESSION of FEELINGS as well as THE DIRECT DISCUSSION of personal and interpersonal problems."  Robert Stubby

    This explains the way the Church Doesn't deal with personal or interpersonal problems, for its members have had a prolonged exposure and have been taught to practice 'following' the rules makes you a good christian.

    The oppressive rules alone are not the culprit, but the long exposure…especially those who have been born in capitivity, where they never visited a world where you could openly express and discuss directly how you felt and what you thought.

    And certainly, under no conditions are you allowed to question the 'sins' or why you can't do this or that.  An oppressive environment for sure.  This bleeds down into the family homes, for it is preached to do so.

    I am finding that our family wasn't just weird like this, but that any family of the church has this same nature it is like the church's mission statement to teach codependency.

    Good members of the church are good codependents.

    Melody writes, "Earnie Larsen, another codependency specialist and pioneer in that field defines codependency as "those self-defeating, learned behaviors or character defects that result from a diminished capacity to initiate or to participate in loving relationships."

    Being unable to openly discuss personal feelings without being punished for it, is what makes us fake who we are.

    One of the oppressive rules of the church is "Honor thy Mother and thy father…" It cares not who they are or how they act, it is a RULE.

    In honoring them, you have to become disloyal to yourself. 

    Where does this leave a child?  

    From my experience, no personal stuff was ever discussed….not even the generic feelings, Let alone abuse.

    Just the very fact that we are indoctrinated into this society, and then abused…leaves a child lost, alone with no way out…

    The only way out is to leave…for a child is not allowed to speak, it is against the rules. 

    What is even more tragic, is that the love goes when you break the rules. So in order to keep the love, you have to keep silent.

     

  • Same Opinion Still

    In my book club we are reading Byron Katie's book, "Loving What is". This the first book that told me it was okay to not only accept my reality but it was also okay to move in harmony with what is.

    She writes, "Alcohol is honest and true: It promises to get you drunk, and it does; it promises to make things worse, and it does.  It's always true to its word.  It's a great teacher of integrity.  It doesn't say, "Drink me."  It just sits there, true to itself, being what it is and waiting to do its job."

    She is the one who taught me that Pedophiles rape, fondle, and do sexual things to little children.  She taught me not to argue with that, but to fully accept it.

    In the first weeks of my niece saying that my father abused her, there was total confusion; our family was trying to fit this new definition into their old worlds.  

    It came to me really quickly that we all would have to pick just one of our now two choices; Either he was a Father or a Pedophile, but he couldn't be both.  

    That is exactly what happened, but it was a very slim minority that could see him as a pedophile and then take the steps needed to show that.  Most instead found it within them to keep the father and to glance but not stare at the pedophile ways.

    There is no one in our family who doesn't know he has pedophile ways, but there are some who believe they can keep watch on him, to see that he doesn't molest again.

    He is only doing what he has always done.  He has been the most authentic person in our family…as a pedophile he is doing perfectly his job…he always abuses little girls when give the opportunity.  He never fails.

    As we read and become more familiar with Pedophiles between Penn State and Sheldon Kennedy's story, we can see the timeline, the history and path of integrity these pedophiles have, they stay true to form, but we as the public or the bystanders waver and fail.

    We fail to see what their actions are screaming at us.

    We fail to hear the stories others tell us about them.

    And we fail to act like there is a pedophile in our midst.

    We want so desperately to instead keep our first image, be it true or false, we are the ones who fail reality….NOT reality.

    In reality, in the history of my father, starting with me…he abuses little girls.  My abuse started in the 1960's and he continued to stay true to course and my niece's abuse happened in 2004.  He never failed us.

    We failed him.  We failed to catch his signal…each time we didn't tell, didn't go to the authorities.  We failed to shut him down.  He is doing what pedophiles do.  Just as a murderer kills people, a pedophile sexually molests children.  When you fail to accept or acknowledge that It is you who is wrong not him.  He is showing you who he is…Believe him…as Maya Angelou says.

    My father is a pedophile and most have been acting deaf and blind, pretending not to know know know…

    For if you know know know it, then you will have to begin to change your whole life.  

    My whole life changed from being a daughter to being a victim of his pedophile ways.  If I ignored my abuse, I would not be living an authentic life.

    My authentic life is that I was sexually abused, raped by my father. 

    To ignore my abuse is to be inauthentic to me.

    Some may think that it is unkind to speak of this, to openly discuss what happened, that it taints the man who clothed and fed 14 children, but if I don't speak of it, it taints us all anyway.

    Somehow we believe that the words will wreck the family, tear up a relationship etc and that we can somehow manage to salvage a father daughter relationship.

    Really?  How?  He stopped being a father the moment he raped me and I stopped being a daughter and instead became a victim of incest, of a criminal sexual act.

    My mother even has written to me saying, "I failed you as a mother, but can we not meet then as friends…"

    Really, you just want to switch to a new role?  How?  

    Can we just re-label who we are and go on?

    Can we just slide in place labels that make us feel better so we don't have to be that which we are?

    How can my mother turn from mother to friend?  She will always be my mother.  A mother who knew and did nothing about her pedophile husband, except say she would be vigilant.

    Vigilant about what?  It seems she was the most vigilant about keeping a husband and her marriage. 

    Yesterday it came to me that I have been wanting so desperately for you all to accept reality of many pedophiles being pedophiles in the church, while you all are wanting so desperately wanting to keep 'good christians' there.

    I give up.  Just as I had to accept within my family, that many would not remove the label father, I get it now that you all refuse to change your images of who preaches from the pulpit. 

    You are allowed to keep that image…I am no longer going to tell you to drop it.  Hold it dear, hang on with vigilance to your church being the church of your dreams…It is not my job to change your minds.

    This whole exchange has brought me great clarity.  It wasn't that the Huhta family wasn't worth saving, it was that your mind was incapable of being changed.

    There was nothing a Huhta could do to make you all act any differently; Not the cutest among us or the most articulate or funny, not the blue eyed innocence…it wasn't us, it was always you.

    There literally isn't anything any of us can do about what you think…only you can.

    Inside each of you, you too get to pick….Is he a pedophile or is he just another minister?  You and you alone decide….and you and you alone will reap the consequences of your thoughts.

    How beautiful and kind the Universe is to deliver up to us bloggers, us victims of criminal sexual abuse by members of the FALC, to have another great example of Penn State, where we can see how authority has much to lose if the word got out, that there are members of this organization who are abusing children. 

    I see Don Daavettila as Joe Paterno.

    I see The FALC as Penn State.

    I see that the boys stories are being told….Carl, Jim and Josh.

    I see that the girls stories are being told, Me and Leah.

    I see and I see.

    And yet so many will not see. They want the 'game' of religion to go, they want the 'coaches' to remain someone to look up to.

    We are telling you what is going on and it is up to you to sit in the pews or not.  It is not up to us. We are free.

    Just as it was with my family, it would have been easier if I didn't care, if I didn't give a rats ass about what you all thought.  But, sadly it is your thoughts that keep allowing children to be abused.

    You have active pedophiles doing what active pedophles do, today, right now within your organization.  And there is nothing I can do to change your mind about it…you are the Penn State people who knew and did nothing.

    What I see is active blind and deafness where this subject is concerned…minds convinced against their will are of the same opinion still.  

     

     

  • Here in Support Of…

    http://thestory.org/archive/the_story_111611_full_show.mp3/view

     

    The link above was given to me on Facebook by Carol Cline. Thanks so much Carol for sharing this with me.  I highly recommend you all taking the time to listen to the podcast.  If you can't get there from this link, go to thestory.org and look for Sheldon Kennedy's story, "Why I didn't Tell".

    What he speaks of is so right on, and that the perpetrator doesn't groom, control and manipulate, JUST the child, but all who come in contact with him.  He is the master manilpulator.  And the child senses that no one will believe him, for all believe the master manipulator, the community buys his 'coaching'….the parents trust him, etc.  All are under the spell of his lurid game.

    What else caught my attention is when he speaks of The Bystander, of those who know and say nothing…how we need to educate the bystanders.

    Getting others to believe is educating the bystander. To try and get them to hear that the stories Jim, Josh, Carl and I are writing about is US trying to educate you, the bystander.

    The Bystander who is standing by and believing in the tales and reputation HE is spinning.  

    I can honestly say, I get the web that is spun around all the folks as well as the children, it is thick and powerful and incredibly hard to penetrate.

    You all are living in the web of lies and deceit that is spun IN order for his nest of sexual abuse to continue on.  He has EVERYTHING to lose, so he spins and spins and spins….lies and a false life.

    While he has control of our heads, your beliefs, your faith and trust, he can operate underneath and in the dark molesting children.  The molested child sees you believing in his tale, and can feel like I, how we can't make you believe differently.

    Perhaps what needs to happen the most is for you to at least ask the questions, dare to face this monster and see his reaction.  Dare to be bold and questioning, dare to not just be a passive believer, ask for more proof.  Look around.  Dig deep into His life and accept for now, the child's word.

    Just as Josh and Jim stepped forth to educate you ByStanders, they are doing so knowing you all will most likely NOT believe them.  Most likely you will look instead at the intricate web that was spun to keep you from seeing beneath.

    A minister is a grand role to use as a cover.

    All stand in a bit of awe just in the presence of "a Minister".

    Behind the 'role' of minister is a man.  A man that two generations have come forth and said what he did to them.  

    Is that enough to break the spell, to tear the web?

    As a person standing by….what do you do?

    Will you help fill in the tear?  Will you be the one who works deligently to help 'repair' this rip in his reputation….and allow the abused adult child go on not being believed?

    What will it take….A third Generation?

    Just know that we all are trying to educate the ByStanders.

    We are here in support of the Victims.

    Who are you here in support of…

     

  • To See the Child.

    As I talked to a young mother today, it came up that those of us who have been raised in the church, have mostly friends of the church, and when you speak out about behaviors that hurt you as a child, the other person has similar ones…that you both share experiences that mirror each other enough, that there isn't behavior that is shocking.

    I am not sure I am depicting this well, but it is like complaining to other folks who live Just like you…they don't see a problem, for that is how their moms act too.

    You may as well be telling another white person how it is to be white…and trying to convince them IT is wrong.

    So, as we discuss what is abuse or what your moral compass should be to report; those who have been abused since birth, are waiting perhaps for murder in order to see 'something' is wrong. For how can what has been going on for your whole life, SUDDENLY now be wrong.

    Just as I tried to explain to a sister to see a pedophile rather than her dad, when her dad has always been a pedophile….we are asking them to see what they have always seen, BUT this time see beyond what is showing. 

    For all the members of the church to suddenly start questioning or looking deeper into the 'allegations' we are making on the blogs, is similar to having my sister START looking for something that is already there.  

    How can you find what is in plain sight?

    This is what makes this incredibly frustrating on my part…that I am warning that the 'friendly' person is really the bad.

    It is much easier for the child to get it, for one day a normal loving person in their world changed into a very horrible person.  Yet to have everyone else now see what the child experienced, is a stretch.

    Not only are we mired in families of abuse, we are friends or relatives with other families of abuse, so to each other we all look normal…nothing seems amiss.

    And in the structure of these messed up families, is that the parent has the upper hand…always.  You are to love and honor your parent. The child's wishes, needs etc are not consider, for "Mother" knows best.

    Just being a child in this religion, you are taught to be a second class citizen, with no rights.  Now enter in an abusive person.  The child is easy prey. They have been groomed by the religion to silently suffer the short end of any scale….that is their normal.

    It seems nothing short of a miracle that I was able to see not only my abuse, but my parents, and even more miraculous is that I was able to walk way from it all. To realize that what I had thought was loving kindness, was just abuse.

    There was no part of love that I could extracate from there, for all of it had been tainted by either the religion or the abuse.

    I could feel the weight today of how a child must feel, to try and reason with the unreasonable, to make hear those who have been conditioned ONLY to listen to their ELDERS.  To imagine the pressure a child feels when all on the top can't hear you much less believe you.

    I am a big assed adult lady of 52 years. And very few if any have changed their minds.  Imagine then if you will how a young child with very limited vocabulary and life skills and experiences are supposed to change your view of your church members, your fathers, brothers etc…and at the same time have your very survival (your basic needs) be in the hands of your abuser.

    While I thought my voice in the blog was to wake people up to see what is in plain sight, maybe it is instead to show a child what you will be up against…you will be the one candle in a family of darkness. 

    If you are one of the lucky ones, you will find another member of your family to add to your shining light of truth.  It is like lighting a huge warehouse, with just one candle.

    My determination to wake you up, hasn't been working very well.

    Mostly it seems is that I am talking to myself…what comes back is mostly anonymous defenses.  It isn't the children that need to be taught, but the adults.

    Adults who have been taught to not believe, hear or pay attention to the feelings and lives of children….are to be taught to see the child.

     

  • Remain Unmoved.

     The gift that the scandal at Penn State is offering is it is encouraging others to stand in the long line of abused children, whether it happened recently or years and years ago.

    The adults who are standing today, are great examples to others that we can't sit down and silently pray that it will go away.  It won't.

    What I find so infuriating is that many will HEAR about abuse, but not believe it.  Which is the biggest problem victims have is being believed.  Imagine, we are not believed.

    What does 'believing' us mean?  What will show us you believe?  What actions are your changing to tell us that you are now 'believing' in the news?

    What I just get so floored by is that people listen, but they don't believe. They hear, but they continue on as if we had not spoken.

    Josh commented on my blog post, "Shattered Dreams" stating that not only did his Uncle abuse his father, he also abused him.  That means that Eric has gone on abusing now for many years.  What will that mean to you all who sit in the pews?  What will happen?  Will you contact the Chairperson of the Board of the First Apostolic Church and DEMAND he not preach?  Will you start to then question many things, or will you hear it and just pass it on as 'their story' their life, and go on unchanged?

    I believe there is active listening where it instills actions and then there is passive listening where it requires nothing of you.

    What I want to impress upon you, that passive listening is the greatest gift to Eric, it will allow him to freely abuse in the third generation.  Imagine that?

    Passive listening is what Joe Paterno did.  Passive listening is what those in Higher Positions did.  Passive listening is how so many boys were abused, while the coach horsed around in the showers.

    I don't know what it will take in your world for you to act upon knowledge, for you to stand up and get 'involved'.  

    What I see most is the courageous abused children, even those who are now adults stepping forth…. and speaking out. How many will be believed?  Just as in the Penn State case, you will draw a side, you will decide who to believe and why….I would be curious to hear the other side.

    Josh is telling you, do you believe him?  Do you dare not act?  For all who will passively read blogs and then go on with life unchanged, you are exactly what is needed for sexual crimes to be committed, again and again and again.  There is a term for you all, accessories to the crime.

    Those who know and remain unmoved.

  • Shattering Dream

    While commenting back and forth with Lynn C. Tolson, the Author of "Beyond the Tears", on facebook, it came to me why folks support the Coach and the Organization and not the abused boys…they don't want to lose that which they are a part of.

    Whether it is to be a fan of a winning football team and coach, or whether it be a family and father, no one wants to let go of that which they have looked up to, aspired towards, cheered on and been part of.   

    By looking at the abused child, you will see that your hero is a monster.

    It isn't the pain of the child, it IS the pain of the dream dying.

    Lynn asked on facebook, "Why is it so painful to support the abused children? Why, why, why (not expecting an answer). The topic of child sex abuse is so uncomfortable yet the victims live their entire lives in a world of hurt."

    It isn't the child's pain we fear, but our own pain as our family dies, our team isn't as grand as we thought, or that the icon coach is just a normal man, who didn't want to turn in a friend, or who didn't want the public to know that it is as vulnerable to abuse as any other organization.

    We fear our own losses so much that we will hold on to a false dream rather than feel it actually die.

    In walkng face first into my greatest fear, I was able to then see the abused child.  It seems we all have a choice in either holding up a dream or letting it die to save a child.

    What very few can do is let go of their own lives in order to save a life of a child, to spare them the shame, guilt and blame of 'wrecking' the dream.

    What hurt me the most, wasn't the rape of my father, nor even the image of him changing from dad to monster, but what hurt even more was being blamed for killing the family.  

    I wasn't rioting for his reputation…so it was seen as I was out to tear our family apart, when in fact all I was doing was standing by the abused children…the long list of girls who suffered under his hands.

    I wasn't able to stand in a picket line supporting those who knew and said nothing, and I was seen as a traitor to our 'family'.  

    It wasn't my pain that they couldn't bear feeling, but they didn't want to feel the pain of losing a family.

    We wonder why more folks are not lining up to give up the details of their abuse, it is to give evidence and facts that will tear apart their dream of family…

    It isn't that we don't support abuse, we don't want to support the tearing apart families, religions and organizations. But if abuse is within, your organization is decaying from the inside out, and eventually, there will be no good there to hold it up.

    Penn State has shown us it isn't the abuse that we can't bear to see, but the shattering dream.

     

     

  • It knows and Forgives it away!

    Byron Katie, "Loving What Is"

    "I love thanking these men for sacrificing their entire lives to teach our children how not to live – and therefore how to live – if they want to be free.  I tell them that they are the greatest teachers and that their lives are good and needed.  Before I leave, I ask them, "Would you spend the rest of your life in prison if you knew that it would keep one child from having to live what you're living?" And many of these violent men understand, and they just well up with tears like sweet little boys."  Byron Katie

     

    Imagine using your life as an example of what not to do.  I truly do believe that if they are willing to sacrifice their whole lives so we can see a living example of what not to do, it begs us to learn from that.

    Just as Penn State is a living example of how not to react when faced with abuse. It seems that each person who heard or saw something did the opposite of what needs to be done.  And in doing so has shown us a great example of a huge institution and how one man has the power to taint it all.

    The opportunities of people stopping him are incredible…big guys, powerful guys, guys with clout and intelligence, and all let this pedophile continue to hurt little boys.

    What a shining example of how we deal with sexual abuse.  WE don't.

    If only this was a Penn State problem, but it is a world wide epidemic.  Look at the students RIOTING to save a man who didn't tell.  

    We want to save a reputation of a man who didn't tell.  Oh, he told the supervisors, but he didn't draw a hard line and refuse to work in an organization who protected pedophiles.  He didn't of himself go to the law of the land and say, "this is going on".

    And as Jon Stewart says, "We are not trying to take away your football" or in the FALC's case, your religion…WE just want the ABUSE to STOP!!!  

    Let's use this as an example and begin walking one by one to the sheriff with what you know, names you have heard, tales of horror being done to the children.  I know, IF I know, you know.  

    You know and you will either be an example of doing nothing or doing something…the choice is yours to decide.

    Sadly, It isn't that no one knows…it is that they know, it is just that they too decided to do nothing for reasons personal to them.  

    The church is not what you all think it is…it isn't this pure state of faith, this island in the storm of evil of life, it is the vortex of sexual abuse, that has a bigger tool than Penn State, It has the Forgiveness of sins.  IT knows and Forgives it away! 

     

     

  • Abuse is Winning Life’s Game

    The shocking factor about Penn State is that there was not a warning label on their football team that suggested what lie beneath.  Perhaps it is the false sense of advertising that we feel the most duped by.

    They were marketing football, while many boys were getting a totally different experience; instead of it being an esteem builder, it was stealing their innocence and self worth.

    I can see the similarities to the FALC.  The Chairman of the Mission has been informed that there are pedophiles in the pulpits and pews and he isn't willing to address it.  There are no warning messages or alerts being published in their monthly newsletter, The Greetings of Peace, no ads in the paper warning individuals that this church has peodophiles.

    Our names and words bounce right off the wall of authority within this organization.  Just like Joe Paterno, the Chariman has power to sway, to teach, to instruct.  Folks would listen to HIM, more than an 'ex' or nonbeliever…yet he remains silent.

    Silently heading the mission.

    Really, where is this mission going?

    What is your mission statement, when you will knowingly allow pedophiles to operate uninterrupted within your organization?

    It is only a matter of time and the FALC will be sitting in the position of Penn State, and the 'high' ranking officials will also be left to explain, to defend and plead for their 'pure' reputations.

    What I know for sure, is that Penn State didn't willingly bring forth this information, anymore than the FALC will be.  

    The truth is delivered by the abused. 

    The boys each told their personal story, and the combination brought down the system that was held in place by those in power.

    Each blog, each person who tells their story, adds volume to the fire, and eventually, someone will pay attention.  Each voice matters.

    We have heard many different family strains that hold this legacy of abuse, all it takes is for someone in each family to break the silence.

    We have the Huhta's and Torola's out here loud and clear, we need to continue to add more voices.  We have put a warning label upon our families….

    There is no misconception of who my father is…so there can be no surprises when he abuses you, you have been warned.  My sister knows who she is allowing near her granddaughter, she willingly will supervise her as she sits upon a pedophile's lap she calls great-grandpa.

    Perhaps what I want most are warning labels, to stop acting like these folks are harmless, when indeed the opposite is true.

    A few voices are ringing loud and clear, warning you all that the FALC is ripe with pedophiles…I have alerted the authorities of names I have heard, they are creating files for each name.

    No voices from within are coming forth.  No one in power is shouting out loud and clear…they have reputations to protect, friends to cover, family secrets to hide.  

    I recognize there is lots to lose by speaking up, but there is more to lose by keeping silent.  You lose your own sense of self worth by aligning with the acts of abuse, you yourself will become tainted, just as this favorite coach.  Most will no longer care about a winning career, for we now know it came at the cost of so many innocent lives.

    So what if the church has this public reputation of lily white, high morals and high values, the real game is being played behind closed doors and the score there tons of criminal sexual behavior…numbers that will make Penn State seem small.  For they had one man, we have so many…

    Each Pedophile has 100 victims roughly….and I handed in 8 names, that I knew of….not counting my father.  

    It boggles the mind and overwhelms the heart…tragedy upon tragedy, horrifying detail upon horrifying detail, ALL under the canopy of church/faith/religion.

    Read my brother's blog and see the details of just one man….and then go ahead and mulitply that by 8 or 20….and you will see what really comprises this religion.  

    They will keep their eye on the ball on the field, their pathway to heaven, while in the furnace rooms, lockers, and homes etc, abuse is winning life's game.