And desert Tamar,
Dearest Leah and Michal.
How I feel for you each,
And what you lived.
Women seemed like nothing,
Or else someone’s possession.
Men could just take, and not pay.
Fathers ignored and befriended the enemy.
Mothers never said a word.
No one rights the wrong.
Yet they sure do preach about sin
All day long.
I don’t know how this was for you, Dinah,
Nor for your mom Leah.
Do you feel you have a choice? A voice?
Do you feel like you even matter?
You matter to God!
He loves you with a pure love!
An innocent love! A selfless love!
He loves you, Dinah! And Leah!
And Tamar (both of you)!
And all the ladies in the bible who were
Raped, taken, traded, and sold!
Including the young boys! And young girls!
Sold “for pleasure.”
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Dinah of Genesis 34 (and Leah her mom)
You matter to me! Most importantly, you matter to God!
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