The Tamar Generation

We live in a Tamar generation, a generation whose lives have been abuse and shattered. When I read the story of Tamar my heart wants to cry out for her and say, “Won’t, anyone listen, won’t, anyone care?” But instead, the response she was given was, “Shhhhhh, he is your brother, Tamar, Shhhhhh, don’t tell, keep it to yourself, keep it a secret.” Secrets destroy a person’s soul and there is no healing until the truth is revealed. Shhhhh, don’t tell, the enemy says, Shhhhhh, be still or greater things will happen to you. LIES! LIES!

When her father, King David heard about what had happen to his little girl the bible says he was angry, but did he do anything to bring comfort to her soul, I don’t think so. Absolam took Tamar’s desolate life and told her not to take to heart what had happen to her not to tell it was her brother. Soon Absolam’s anger grew and dwelled within him and brewed until he killed his brother, Amnon who raped Tamar, his sister. What happen to Tamar? She was a woman who was betrayed, shamed and manipulated by her own brother, who raped her and stole her life from her. Shhhhhh, don’t tell you will embarrass your family.

After Amnon used her he threw her away like a piece of garbage. She loved him, he was her brother, who she trusted and never for one second dreamt he could or would do such a thing unto his sister. She begged him, she cried NO to him, he ignored her cry, and did not stop until he defiled her, and wounded her soul forever. His heart was full of hate and animosity at the sight of her he through her out of his presence and locked the door behind her, so she could not return. In just a few short minutes this women’s life was changed forever and the life as she once knew it could never be given back to her.

18 Now [Tamar] was wearing a long robe with sleeves and of various colors, for in such robes were the king’s virgin daughters clad of old. Then Amnon’s servant brought her out and bolted the door after her. 19 And [she] put ashes on her head and tore the long, sleeved robe which she wore, and she laid her hand on her head and went away shrieking and wailing. 20 And Absalom her brother said to her, Has your brother Amnon been with you? Be quiet now, my sister. He is your brother; take not this matter to heart. So Tamar dwelt in her brother Absalom’s house, a desolate woman.

Predators do not stop until they are caught! Maybe today you know someone like Tamar who is being sexually abused, don’t just say Shhhhhh, but tell someone and protect this child from the predator and protect the next victim, there will be one!

Maybe you are the person who is being abused, maybe you are a Tamar, find help, there is so much not available to you. Don’t make the wrong choice by not telling, it will keep visiting you over and over again, there is not quieting it. It will breathe and live within you, until you open it up and deal with it. The ghost will continually haunt you until you quit lying to yourself and others. Look at it straight on and quit acting like it never happened or like it isn’t happening.

I was a Tamar, and this story means so much to me, because I also cried out and pleaded and said, “NO!” There is life after rape and there is healing, but you have to deal with the issue and not lie or pretend it never happened. Healing belongs to us, spiritually, emotionally and physically. Yes, rape changes your life forever, but it does not have to ruin it. There is healing and restoration available for us who have suffered this hideous crime.

The Tamra Generation
Time: 10:30AM Wednesday, March 3, 2010

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