Although my first two memories in life are sexual abuse and a vicious dog bite to my face, I am MORE than a victim. Although I continued to grow up around my extended relative who abused me, never knowing until a young adult that I was believed or worthy of intervention….. I am MORE than a victim. Although I improved after 7 plastic surgeries on my face from the dog bite as a 4-year-old, I am left scarred for life. But that does NOT define me. 


Throw in my parents’ divorce and later their financial loss as I was in high school, along with a generational tendency for victimization, and I am ripe for the final verdict of “victim” as my label. Even with the miscarriage of my daughter’s twin, the struggle with a child in rebellion and one with learning disabilities, I am MORE than that… I am MORE than my suffering, my injustices, my baggage. And so was Jesus.   “He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. He came to that which was his own, but his own did not  receive him.”- John 1:10-11

As Jesus began His ministry suffering the rejection from His own family and people, He did not live His life as a victim. He refused the identity the world gave Him and instead, persevered with the identity and purpose the Father had given Him. Undaunted that others did not validate Him, He moved forward without needing their recognition, much less their labels.

Read more of “I Am More Than Just a Victim” by Gretchen Fleming in Memoirs of a Virtuous Woman’s Magazine Issue focusing on Healing from Past Wounds. Get yours in print or digital HERE.