I think it’s crucial to highlight the myriad stories of church domestic abuse, including the impacts such abuse can have on children.
My first memory of violence is of being dragged to my room by my panicked mother, who wanted my siblings and me — I was very young — to be quiet before my father arrived home.
As a young child I regularly saw and heard my siblings being “disciplined” by our violent father, who would overreact to usual childhood misbehaviour.
We regularly heard him screaming at my mother late at night, and often saw her with bruising.
My father would often speak in our church, which he attended regularly. However, he never really formed any friendships with other men there.
He went out of his way to show charity and compassion to people outside his family, but seemed to lack generosity in time and resources for his children.
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