Dear Anonymous,
I don’t know where to start. Or even where to end. I have so many mixed emotions about this letter to you. I trusted and loved you so much. Or as much as a seven year old could love someone. I thought you were my dad. My world turned upside down when you confessed to me that you weren’t. You cried and I cried. Nothing in that moment could change the love I had for you. It didn’t matter to me. Then yet again my world was crushed. I thought I could trust you. You were my world. That night I let you into my room because the woman you “loved” hated me. To the point where she said to you “It’s either her or me.” I never thought you would hurt me the way you did. You decided it would be okay to take advantage of me. You left me alone after I blacked out. I couldn’t come to terms with what just happened. So much so that I felt dirty and that I had to keep it a secret. I kept that secret for so long. Up until this year on the race. The Lord decided to bring it up. It was not by choice. I never wanted to come to terms about it. I thought you loved me. Maybe you did? I’ve always felt like I could never love you again. I finally was able to tell my family and it was such a beautiful thing. Then the Lord taught me something. Yeah you did a horrible thing, but His love for you is unfailing. He even loves those who persecuted Him. I mean come on the man loved His enemies so much He hung out with them. He fought for you on the cross and still fights for you. Man did that take me back. I realized that I have bitterness and un-forgiveness towards you. I am working on it so hard and have been since Madagascar but I’m finally coming to the point of being able to forgive you and to love you with the love our Lord has for you. I have no idea where you are right now but I am praying for you daily. I am bringing this into the light because the Lord told me I needed to. I hope one day we can meet again in heaven and that you know our Lord because He is pretty amazing!
Love,
Victoria Finlay
