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2009 Write-to-Publish Writer of the Year, Karen Rabbitt documents her true story in Trading Fathers, showing her journey from brokenness to wholeness. Beginning with her conception through the trauma of marital rape, Karen’s story continues by revealing the sexual abuse experienced at four years old at the hand of her father.
The story begins with the ripple effect on Karen’s childhood and on her social, mental, and emotional security following the abuse. Just before her marriage to Jerry Rabbitt, Karen becomes a Christian, expecting to leave behind all her childhood pain.
However, Karen continues to experience shame, depression, and emotional instability. After her second emotional crisis in her twenties, God challenges Karen to do the seemingly impossible: forgive her father. Readers will identify with her denial, depression, anger, and when she finally makes peace with the consequences of her father’s abuse.
The special focus of her story is wrestling with God: “Where were you when I was abused?” As she sorts out the differences between her heavenly and earthly fathers, Karen learns to see God as her true Papa and experiences lasting freedom from the bondage of abuse.
Karen was named 2009 “Writer of the Year” at Write-to-Publish, one of the oldest and largest Christian writing conferences. The judge wrote:
“The winner of the Writer of the Year award truly satisfies the reader’s cry, “Take me there.” She uses uncommonly vivid sensory detail to transport her readers—to scenes from her difficult years of childhood abuse through to her adult life of struggling to relate to both her earthly father and her heavenly Father. Yet her sensitivity to “how much pain to share” and her careful balancing of “stories of hurt” with stories of people who showed her little glimpses of unconditional love along the way, keeps this memoir uplifting. Trading Fathers: Forgiving Dad, Embracing God is beautifully written. And it’s a valuable resource to help readers–whether they’ve had similar backgrounds or not–learn hope, healing, Andy forgiveness, as she has, by God’s grace.”
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Religious aspects of Child sexual abuse, God, Christianity, Child sexual abuse, Adult child sexual abuse victims, Fatherhood, Christian biography, BiographyPeople
Karen RabbittPlaces
United States, IllinoisTimes
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My Father’s Betrayal
“Father,” I prayed, “You know the darkness I feel from my parents. Be my light today. Honor this obedience.” Jerry added his Amen. I massaged my throbbing forehead. We pulled to a stop at Route 34, just south of Halesburg. It was July 1997. My husband and I had driven north, through the cornfields of central Illinois, for our yearly visit to the family farm. I rummaged through the glove box, found two Tylenol Extra Strength, and washed them down
I leaned my head against the seat back. “My father thinks I’m stupid because I grow flowers rather than tomatoes.” I stared at the green cornstalks in the fields. “And has my mother ever asked me a question about my life?”
“Yeah, that’s them,” Jerry said. As he glanced at me, God’s compassion shone in his gray eyes. In our twenty-five years together, Jerry had often seemed to me like the incarnation of Jesus. He even looked a little like I imagined Jesus to look: tall, with strong features and gentle hands.
“I don’t think I’ve talked to them more than twice this year. And once was three weeks ago when I called to set up this visit.” I ran my fingers through my short brown hair as I gazed at the mobile home park on the south edge of town, bigger now than I remembered. Jerry squeezed my shoulder. I smiled at him.
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