A stranger raped me in my home. I was
asleep in my bed when he attacked me
at knife point; and, to control me, he
threatened the lives of my two children who
were in the next room. Rape is as ugly as it
sounds, and not a story anyone should tell.
I did tell, even though the man threatened
to come back and kill me if I did. After he
left me trembling and terrified, unsure of
whether he was still in the house, I tore
off the nylons he had used to restrain me.
The kids were silent, and I didn’t know if it
was because they were sleeping or worse,
and I had to get to them. I touched their
sweet, sleeping faces, and then took the
horrible risk of creeping downstairs to find
the phone. My husband was at a meeting at
church just a few blocks away. “Come home,”
I said, crying and shaking when someone
put him on the line. “I’ve been raped.” I could
hardly say the words, and I can’t imagine
how it felt for him to hear them. He rushed
home and found me cowering in a corner.
But I had told, and then he told the police,
and then we told our loved ones—and the
slow process of healing began.
I became pregnant as a result of the rape;
after much prayer and struggle, my husband
and I chose to welcome the baby into our
family. I can see now that God gave me
my daughter as a constant reminder of His
faithfulness. I have gained so much more
than I have lost.
That was over sixteen years ago, and God has
brought me to complete healing. Back then
I wouldn’t have believed I would one day
write a book about my journey from rape
to restoration—and that I would be glad to
speak about it! I’m no longer ashamed to
admit rape is a part of my life. And if my
restoration will give hope to even one
other person, I’ll tell it one more time.
Ms. Wilson is the author of the book, Startling Beauty, My Journey from Rape to Restoration.