Sophia Sunday: "Trapped"
I am beautiful.
I am free.
I am wise.
I am Sophia.
How did I get here?
How did I come to this?
Why am I in these chains?
Why am I locked in a dark cellar surrounded
by things that degrade and dehumanize me?
Especially words. Words that are meant to shame, subdue and enslave me.
And they do
because I let them.
Confession: I entered into this relationship because I wanted to. I was not forced. It was my choice. I was free. Although I couldn't have known at the time, I was also free to submit myself to a cruel master hiding in wait behind beautiful promises.
I signed up for this. But I had no idea what "this" was.
It was a craftily laid trap!
But my wisdom was young. Like a child's. My trust was naive. Like a child's.
For a long time I believed that things weren't really that bad.
Then when I realized they were, I hoped that I could, with endless effort,
Finally, I had to admit: I was trapped.
Yes, I walked into it. No, I did not mean to be caged.
My exterior life was poor.
However, my inner life was rich.
And somehow I knew, I just knew,
that one day this would release me, liberate me, and save me.
Indeed, I would save myself!
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