Today begins my third week of isolation due to COVID-19. My work took early precautions and asked all of our office staff to work from home. By the end of the first week, our governor was asking everyone to do the same thing. It is strange being so isolated from other people. Even us introverts long for some level of interaction with other people – just in small, controlled quantities. Though, I am very fortunate that I can keep working, for now, unlike so many other people who are unable to work. State after state is beginning to mandate their residents to stay home. For most of us, this is not a terrible situation. We can video chat with our friends and families. And for those of us with children and/or pets, we are finding more quality time with them. My concern is for the people who are now trapped in a horrible situation with no safe place for escape.
When my family moved to West Virginia when I was a child, we were extremely isolated. We were so far back into the woods that there was barely a road. The only time we left our land was for work, school, and grocery shopping. These were usually bundled together since it was a trip to go anywhere. Very rarely, we would visit a neighbor (the closest neighbor was probably about a half mile away). School was my only escape from the loneliness and quarreling. Then my parents decided I should be homeschooled. This is following the spring that the sexual abuse began, again. Without school, I had no place to escape – I was trapped. My mom was working at the hospital and volunteering as an EMT so she wasn’t home very much. It was horrible.
My only saving grace in the situation was that I was very good at math. You might be wondering how being good at math would have anything to do with this or even be helpful. Well, the homeschooling fell to my father (and what a joke that was). He dropped out of school early. As a seventh grader, I already knew more math than he did. I was able to use that to end the homeschooling and return to school after the Christmas break. My time of complete isolation lasted for seven months.
If you are currently isolated in a horrible situation, please know that it will not last forever. The voices in your head saying “it will always be like this” are from an evil place. Don’t believe them! On this earth, forever is not real. Everything has a beginning and an end. Please don’t give up on yourself. You may be in a terrible place now, yet cling to the hope of what is beyond it. Focus on your future. The church is an excellent place to find hope. In today’s isolation, so many churches have started offering online services. This makes it easy for you to try out many different churches. You don’t need a ride there. You don’t have to worry about talking to people you don’t know. You don’t have to worry about fitting in. And many of the services are recorded too so you can decide when to watch the service. You don’t have to try to make Sunday morning work. All church congregations are a little different. Keep trying different ones until you find one that suits you.
The point of this is to encourage you to find a source of hope. Jesus became my hope and my Savior. He wants to save everyone and give us a better life. May He become your hope and Savior too.
“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him.” John 3:16-17 ESV
“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.” Jeremiah 29:11 ESV
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I awoke last night with this same thought. How awful it must be for children in abusive homes to be isolated. I immediately prayed for their protection before going back to sleep. May God rescue each and everyone of them by His grace.
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Thank you for praying for them.