For those blessed enough to be living in a bubble or a bunker somewhere, “Me too” is the hashtag women recently started posting in response to the Harvey Weinstein scandal and sexual assault, to show solidarity with other victims, to demonstrate how vast and prevalent the problem really is.
The catalyst was a tweet by Alyssa Milano that said, “If you’ve been sexually harassed or assaulted write ‘me too’ as a reply to this tweet.”
It’s been heart breaking, painful to see all those hashtags pop up among friends, family, so many people I know, from kids to grandmas. Some boys, too. Painful to see, but sweet too, healthy, healing. You are not alone. It is not your fault. Victims often get trapped somewhere between secrecy and shame, so watching people step forward out of the shadows is encouraging.
Sheologians posted something in response to all this that I really appreciated too, the other half of the story, the missing piece, linked here in #METOO, BUT GOD.
We are not our circumstances, we are not our abuse stories, our identity does not reside in our victimization, our identity lives in Jesus Christ, in His victory on the cross, in His grace and mercy. He heals and restores, His grace transforms lives, His love sustains us.
Sin should not surprise us, that’s as old as dirt, but redemption should take our breath away, the depth of the Father’s love for us, His grace that is so vast and abundant, it has even been known to spill out of us as forgiveness, sadness, and compassion towards those who have hurt us.
Sheologians asked some really good questions, “How has God seen you? How has God redeemed you? How has God loved you? How has God fought for you?” Amen to all of them. I have been so seen, redeemed, loved, and fought for, that it often defies words and leaves me rather helplessly pointing to cheesy love songs and muttering things about being undone, all words that are foolishness to those who don’t understand.
Me too….but God.