But to the wicked God says, “What right have you to tell of My statutes and to take My covenant in your mouth? For you hate discipline, and you cast My words behind you. When you see a thief, you are pleased with him, and you associate with adulterers. You let your mouth loose in evil and your tongue frames deceit.” Psalm 50:16-19
I have no reason to believe that abusers are believers. I view them as spiritual actors operating with one foot in the world and the other in the church, exploiting the perception of faith for the sake of image and self-protection. Abusers choose to cleverly assume a false identity, claiming a title that brings with it a presumption of innocence, legitimacy and authority. Presented with their good side, the unsuspecting are inclined to presume that the profession of faith is genuine. We generously choose to give a fellow “believer” the benefit of the doubt. To be sure, the image of faith carries with it many benefits, a presumption of positive moral standing, of good will and intent, of respectability.
emotions surfaced: a constant fear of what new tactics my abuser might employ to torment me now that I was no longer within easy reach, fears with regard to the kind of future my children and I might face, and on top of it all there was the heartbreaking realization that some people whom I considered friends clearly could not accept the reality of what was going on my life.