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I Am Smyrna

jesus and lampstandsI find it so interesting that my pastor spoke on the church of Smyrna today in church.  We are studying the seven churches mentioned in the first part of the Book of Revelation right now.  I was feeling.. well, kinda low today.  I didn’t want to see anyone right now.  I get sick of explaining my circumstance to people who either can’t understand or don’t want to understand.  (For those who are only now signing onto my blog, I am being sued for slander against a colonel who raped me when I attended West Point in 1986 and now claims it never happened.  The suit is for the ridiculous sum of $3 million.)  And even if they want to help, can’t.  It is a mutual burden, not a conversation.  So I stayed home today and decided to catch the sermon online- pretty nice as I could do it with my puppy in lap, regaled in full pajama, coffee in hand.  See, I just lost my last hearing concerning my lawsuit this past week.  I must say that I am rather stunned and have been rolling it about in my mind.  I have been considering how to break it to my readers.  How do I tell thousands of people that God didn’t swoop in and save me as we all thought he would?  How do I tell them that Jesus’ words concerning standing in court and having the Holy Spirit fill our minds and bodies with the right words didn’t come true?  How do I tell them that God’s name was shamed and not honored in court?  That my enemies were licking their lips in satisfaction and gloating, patting their fat, evil stomachs in glee- at my expense, but also at Jesus’ name’s expense?  How can I express how that last part angers me?  Oh, yes, I know they are reading this and with further glee.  And that makes it all the more difficult to communicate the truth to you.  Just doing so satisfies their evil little putrid minds.

Can I tell you that I never thought I would be taken down in this way?  I have written about homosexuality, gay marriage,  Obama, progressives, Mormons, Jesus, liberals, NDAA2012, the Cybersecurity Bill, the fact that all American media is owned by seven privately owned financial groups, that 80% of digital voting machines are owned by one man and his brother.  I wrote about Sandy Hook and was one of the first ones to call it a set up.  That one article brought over 2 million hits (almost all hate mail) to my site.    I have exposed people by name on this blog- I have proven, without a doubt, that these things are true.  Granted, I am small and few people have heard of me.  But I have felt the brunt of liberal wrath in any case.  I have laughed at so many creepy cretins that have crawled upon my page that I was sure one day, a cretin would find a backer with some power.   Facebook worried enough that it attempted to shut down my page once and almost succeeded.  In fact, it has partially succeeded to this day by shutting down my ability to advertise both my private and public pages.  I can’t even ‘boost’ a post!  Further, it has killed my ability to post on my Short Little Rebel page thereby killing it for all practical purposes.  When I post, about 3 people receive it although I have over 6,000 likes.  It has also refused to index my Short Little Rebel facebook page to Google, Yahoo or any other search engine.  In fact, if you ever google ‘short little rebel’, you will only find the liberal hate pages dedicated to mocking me on facebook.  Even though they only have about 200 likes or less.    So I kinda figured that when the hammer came, it would come from one of those directions.   But no, the cretins are still just writhing impotently upon their own tiny…um.. pages, hopping gleefully about as they continue to live vicariously through me.  (typically liberal, they abandon their own platform when hate suits them- the party that supports women cheers on the would-be general rapist and calls the rape victim woman a liar.  Liberalism is not the bastion of logic or intelligence- you can’t reason with these numbnuts.)

Instead, it came from the slanderous direction of the U.S. Army and one of its colonels.  And how do you like this?  I was raped and was merciful to my rapist.  I never brought charges.  Instead, I turned to God.  I owned one thing, however, and that was his name.  It was he that should bear the shame, not me.  I didn’t do wrong, he did.  Rape is a crime committed by the man, Friends.  It is about power, not attraction.  You can’t dress sexy enough or act sexy enough to ‘deserve’ rape.  No one can shame a woman into ‘deserving’ to be raped.  The reason I say this man’s name when I speak of my rape is to put the blame on him, not me.  This is part of my healing and I will continue to do so for the rest of my life.  He is the criminal and I am the victim.  That fact will remain between us until we die- and even beyond- for we will both be judged by God himself.   No court, no judge, no lawyer can remove the crime.  I repeat, no one can remove the factuality of the crime.  It remains as a bloodstain upon this man forever.  Edgar Allen Poe wrote about this spot as did Shakespeare- this ‘damn spot’ will never come out.  Man’s court is not the ultimate court.  That is what I have learned since Friday’s hearing.

I innocently wrote about that rape in support of a Fox news article about rape in the military, writing his decrepit name as has become habit to me.   I had no idea what that one action would bring.  Long story, short- it led to an Army investigation which was inconclusive- neither his enormous lies (with lying witnesses to boot) nor my truth could be proven.  Immediately after the investigation came the absurd defamation lawsuit.

Two days ago, I lost my 14th amendment right to due process- well, according to the VA judge I did, anyway.   That means that I must now, according to VA, be tried in VA courts for this supposed defamation I committed.  Even though all evidence clearly shows that VA has no jurisdiction over me.  And why?  Because a lying, unethical lawyer wrote five pages of lies which the then prejudiced judge had no right to see and made up his mind before I ever showed up to the hearing.  The hearing was flawed and defective from start to finish.  The entire process has been a farce.  I would have been better protected had I never responded to this preposterous lawsuit at all.  Instead, because I had respect for law & order, I responded, saying at every hearing that VA had no jurisdiction over me.  However, I didn’t say it right and according to this judge, filed my paperwork in such a way that gave VA jurisdiction over me.  So, get that?  I submitted paperwork that declared that VA didn’t have jurisdiction over me and by that very submission, gave them jurisdiction over me.  Can anyone say, ‘gotcha’?  Can anyone say, ‘appeal’?

Justice is a travesty in VA.   They just hate letting any fish get away from their grasp.    Well, we will see about that later.

So.  Let’s get to today and why I call myself Smyrna.  Beyond just considering the case, my mind has mostly been on God.  I thought I knew him.  I thought I was his favorite daughter.  I thought we were close, you know?  I thought I knew the Bible and what it meant.  I thought I had a GRASP on things, you know?  I asked thousands of people to pray for me and I know they did.  I felt power surging through my bones before I got on that telephone (I appeared telephonically)!  I was absolutely confident that all the slander against me would be exposed for what it was- desperate, vengeful, bald-faced lies.  I was confident that the judge would make the right decision and release me from this frivolous and defective lawsuit.  You can’t understand my disbelief as I listened to the judge all but argue the case for the plaintiff!  I wish I had called the judge out on it, but was too overwhelmed at the time to think of speaking.  I was stunned.  I was stunned at my God!  Forget the lying attorney, forget my foul rapist, forget the judge- I was stunned at God  himself!  I have been wracked for understanding since Friday.  Is it possible that God let me down?  Let his own name down?  And what was this in my own heart?  Anger at him?  Disappointment in him?  Am I a hypocrite?  Did I not just yesterday advise two people to understand that God always means good either to us or to someone else even when it appears that he has let us down?  Then this anger/disappointment in my heart is pure hypocrisy!!  And that thought got me even more down.

I don’t want to be a hypocrite.  Not to God.  And not to you all.  That’s why I am confessing it to you as I confessed it to him.  That is why I have been silent since Friday.  I didn’t know how to talk to you.   The only saving grace and point of forgiveness by which I can approach God is that I knew in my heart that I would not feel that way for long.  I knew that I would come around to a wiser understanding and that I would come to a better place.   And I have done so now. Jesus wrote to Smyna:

“To the angel of the church in Smyrna write:

These are the words of him who is the First and the Last, who died and came to life again. I know your afflictions and your poverty—yet you are rich! I know about the slander of those who say they are Jews and are not, but are a synagogue of Satan. 10 Do not be afraid of what you are about to suffer. I tell you, the devil will put some of you in prison to test you, and you will suffer persecution for ten days. Be faithful, even to the point of death, and I will give you life as your victor’s crown.

11 Whoever has ears, let them hear what the Spirit says to the churches. The one who is victorious will not be hurt at all by the second death.”

See?  I had forgotten something.  Even Jesus was hauled before the courts.  And he lost the earthly battle.  Why am I any different?  When we stand for Christ, we will lose our wealth, freedom and even respectability on this earth.  Was not God mocked when Jesus was crucified?  Wasn’t Jesus mocked by the criminal who was crucified beside him?  People spit on the Son of God!  Who am I?  Jesus, in this letter, saw the church of Smyrna and praised them.  They, too, were losing the earthly battle.   He specifically mentioned slander.  My situation is full of irony.  I am called a slanderer, which is slander against me.  My pastor mentioned that history shows that they refused to pay for the certificate that was required at the time that showed that they claimed that Caesar was the Son of God.    If their persecution was merely that, then it wouldn’t have been slander, it would have been the truth.  But people were going around telling lies about this church because they hated them for standing up for God and Christ.

This is the same for me.  No one will help me now because of who I am and what I have written.  My enemies online don’t care about my rape or the truth of it.  They only care about my politics and the things I have written against them before this point.  Because they are full of evil, they will join any side to take me down.  They give up all their own supposed principles and join up with their ideological enemies to destroy me if that suits them at the moment- they only know their hatred.  They have no scruples or desire for truth.  And they know it themselves.  They only know bloodlust.  I don’t know how they sleep at night. I am just glad that I am not like them.

I tried to find a defense lawyer in VA but no one would even take my case.  No one.  I was turned down by every defense lawyer.  Even when I said I could come up with the money.  Even when I lied and said I could come up with the money.  At that point, I just wanted to see if they were just avoiding me.  And they were.  This craven lawyer had picked his victim well.  He knew that I would be seen as a right wing religious fanatic- he would paint me as a consummate online liar who was craving attention all the time.  And defense lawyers were terrified of taking me on because they knew the fight would be hard.  That society hates Jesus and would not look kindly upon a person who wrote blatantly against homosexuality and gay marriage as I did.  Oh, and add the government ‘conspiracies’ that I write about and forget it.  Telling the truth, my dears, has never been popular.  Not in the time of Smyna, and not in today’s time.  Telling the truth will always bring punishment from the government and from those in power.  Defense lawyers know it too.  And without an insurance company behind you to ensure that they get paid enormous amounts of money, they won’t take on the risk.  Our home insurance doesn’t do slander cases. Nice, huh?

The government in the form of the U.S. Army refuses to help me as well.  It was they who abandoned me at West Point.  It was they who encouraged me to come forward with the investigation even though I absolutely refused to do so for the first two requests.  It was they who promised justice.  Instead, they set me up for this lawsuit.  And when it happened, they refused to provide any legal help at all, citing the fact that I am no longer in the service.  How do you like them, there apples?  The Army doesn’t give one fig about rape in the military.  They got to ‘do something’ with my case.  And now, they have closed the books.

And I will drown as a result.

They don’t care about their renegade colonel/ rapist.  Even though two women have also come forward with complaints against my rapist secretly to me.    If you tell the truth, that simple act is to stand up for Christ.  Truth belongs to Jesus, not satan.  Truth of any sort.  Telling the truth is to stand for Jesus.  Any truth.  I told the truth of my rape.  Even though this wasn’t a direct stand for Christ, my entire blogging life and in fact, my life is a stand for Christ.  I declare my love for God with every breath. I am Smyrna.  And I am proud of it.  How many people can say this?

My pastor was in pain this morning.  He said that it pains him that when he was young and idealistic, he grieved because he felt that he and we had built lives that were inherently disobedient to Jesus’ Great Commission.  That the very method of our lives, the very comfort in which we live is disobedient.  I will not only agree with my pastor, but I will one-up him.  I will say that he is completely right and that even my church and even my pastors are living disobedient lives as we speak.  It is easy to say that we should all live Christ’s Great Commission.  But it is an empty speech when you do not do it.  The problem with his speech is that he went on to qualify his story by saying that he grew up to realize it was ‘too extreme’ and then, sarcastically said that he would never ask us to sell everything we own and follow Jesus- after all, who would be crazy enough to do that?  No!  No qualifications!  No sarcasms!  No escaping!  That is too cheap.

I do it.  I do it here on my blog and on my Facebook page every day.  And I have faced anger, slander, ridicule, shame, pointing fingers, hatred- both from the public and from those closest to me. Sadly, even from people from my own church. But who of my accusers is even trying to speak the truth in any way at all? Where are they? They are all, everyone of them, hiding behind their comfortable lives, saving their own bacon, their own children, their own wallets, their own reputations, their own friendships, their own careers, their own spouses, their own homes, their own everythings. Even my pastors. Yes, I must say it, though I love you more than I love my own brothers.  They will only speak the truth among others who agree with them- but never to those who oppose- and never publicly.   Don’t look down upon me- I am not perfect, but you can’t fault me for my love of Jesus- or for my attempts at the truth. Because I know that Jesus honors me for it. And so should you. But where are you when I need you most? Where are you now?  Why do you not stand publicly with me?  Are you ashamed of me?

I am alone right now in my suffering. I am now facing bankruptcy because of it.  My husband, who has lived the most proper and correct and respectable financial life possible will suffer for my truth telling.  He doesn’t deserve the blight of bankruptcy on his record.  I am considering divorcing him to protect him from this shame I am about to bring him.   So many people have shaken their heads at me.   The inherent message in their oh, so wise and grave shaking of heads:  “I always knew that the day you opened your mouth online was the day you asked for trouble to your family.  You are so stupid to take that chance with your family.  You are a foolish mother and a bad wife.”

I suppose I am a foolish mother and a bad wife.  I feel that.  It breaks my heart.  If suicide were an option, I would take it for the pain I have brought my husband and children.   I would do it for all the pain my tormentor is putting me through in these last years.  I can honestly say that I no longer even wish to live in this world- that is the overall effect of what my rapist has done to me and is continuing to do to me.  What all this has shown me is that I am alone in wishing to stand up to evil in this world. That the path to God is indeed hidden and little trampled upon. Few wish to stray onto this path. Indeed, the path to hell is wide and well paved! It is polished slick with all the feet of those who call upon the name of Christ! I am an outcast among my brothers and sisters. When I suffer on these sidelines among the thorns and rocks, they look upon me as the foolish person. But Jesus! I look for you only ! I believe in your promises! So few people are on this path that I can’t see one with me. But Christ is with me, I tell you all now. This life will pass away and I will be with him. And he alone will comfort me. All your words of scorn will no longer be heard by my burning ears. Jesus alone knows my heart and how it craves his truth and justice. Only he knows how much I yearn to obey his commands. He understands me completely and I tell you now that he alone loves me in this rotten world. No one’s judgment upon me matters but his. People’s words do hurt me- they do. I am not stone. But he alone can sustain me to the end. That much I believe.

I get this terrible notion that only my death will finally prove that my rapist did rape me.  That’s when officials finally take any woman seriously- when her blood runs red on the street.  Only her death will suffice.  But as long as she breaths, as long as she dares to share the same earth, dares to pursue happiness, has the audacity to claim her right to not be raped, claim her right to speak the truth for its own sake, dares to  be strong, stand up and be someone- as long as she has any guts at all, no one will help her in her hour of need.  No, she must die first.  Then, the officials will turn out in their slick, dark suits (rapist included) and say how very sad it all is.  And they will finally turn to her tormentor and will slap his wrist.  But no real change will happen.  And the other women will continue to be harassed, touched, pushed, and raped.  And their rapists will still become generals.    And these same generals will be the ones who make policy on rape in the military.

But I am still Smyna.  Jesus still looks upon me with favor, World.  I still stood up for the Truth and you did not make me crumble.  You can take away all my money; you can take away all my freedom.  But you can’t make the spot of your guilt disappear.  No one believes you.  They all know you raped me.  Just as you know you raped me.  Your wife- both of them- know you raped me.  They are women too, you know.  Your children know you raped me.  Everyone you work with knows you raped me.  The ‘damn spot’ can’t be wiped clean, no matter how many times the court of man might give you victory.  If you win in court, it will be empty.  You will still face God.  I will still be innocent.  All you will have done is hurt your victim even more than you already have.  That is something you will have to live with.  You could have just gone on with your life in comfort as a retired colonel but instead, decided to turn in revenge.  You needed to hurt me even more.  What does that make you?  An animal.  There is a hell.  And you will see it.  There is also a heaven.  And I will see it.  That is the ‘second death’ to which Jesus refers in verse 11.  That is all our hope when injustice and even death faces us in this life.

Yes, sometimes, no matter what God has promised, he will let us be defeated.  He let his own Son die by the hands of evil men.  But not without purpose, my friends.  And not without ultimate victory.  Remember, Jesus ROSE AGAIN after three days.    My suffering is not without purpose either.   Nor will it be without its victory.   If nothing else, I can tell you that I will never lose faith in my God.  He always IS.  He is always GOOD.  And I know he LOVES me.  These are infallible truths.  As true as the sky is blue.  Nothing can shake these truths.  We may not always understand his decisions and we may very well be allowed to lose very publicly in life – it may even look like God is not honoring his own name.  But don’t forget that Christ was mocked.  God was mocked.  And Smyrna was eventually crushed. But in the end, God WILL be glorified.  God is patient.  We must be patient too.  I was short sighted in my initial anger and disappointment with God.  That was my problem.  Today’s sermon showed me that.  I thank my pastor for this sermon.  Now I challenge him and everyone to live a real, bold, and sacrificial life.  BE Smyrna yourself and stop being safe.  Speak the truth- dare to speak the truth.  Dare to stand with those who have the courage to try.  You will see the trouble it brings.  It is as inevitable as the sunrise.  But as necessary as the breath of Life.


  1. (Just a note to say you spelled it Smyna in the link thing. If you’re already aware of that, I’m sorry.)

  2. Matthew 5:10 Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
    11 Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.
    12 Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you.
    13 Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men.

    I just became aware of what you have been and are now facing. I pray that the Lord’s presence will be revealed to you in a mighty way, that the Comforter will sustain you, and that you will be assured of the prayers of the saints as you go forward. Thank you for being salt and light!

    • Thanks, Bob. This will be a long, long marathon. I trust in God 100%. My husband and I will be financially broke by the end but we are even stronger as a couple! We both love God with all our hearts, minds and souls. Somehow, someway, God will deliver us. This, we know. We are not fearful- in fact, we are actually cheerful! Only God can place that into our hearts.

  3. For a short time, i was a follower of your Facebook page. That only lasted until I disagreed with you on the subject of the LDS (Mormon) faith which you defined as a cult. I am a Baptist but have some wonderful LDS friends and found your comments very hurtful because I know their hearts. Anyhow, we debated the subject on one thread during which you deleted some of my comments, then accused me of lying about what I had said. Since several of my posts were gone, it made it appear that I was the liar. However, I and a couple of my friends who KNEW what I had posted saw exactly what you were doing. It was deceitful and underhanded, all while professing to be such a devout follower of Jesus. So to sum it up, I never much liked you.

    After reading this, I now feel sad for what you’re going through. I had no idea you had such adversity in your life, and I truly hate for anyone to be hurting. I will be praying for you and a successful outcome.

    • Hi Carolyn, well, thank you for being so forgiving and kind hearted. Especially if you believe what you just said. I can see that you do believe it and that makes me think very well of you indeed. But I will say this- I would never do what you have just accused me of doing. Never. I am not sneaky, nor am I underhanded. I have no need to be so. I absolutely believe the LDS is a cult and will stand by that to the end. I never said that LDS people were bad people- I had a very, very sweet friend who was LDS. However, they are deeply misled and they are not telling you the truth of what they believe. And that is the TRUTH, Carolyn. I told you the full truth of their beliefs. It is not Christian. It is absolutely not Christian. Everything they believe is an insult to Jesus. If you love Jesus, then you can’t accept their beliefs. They believe that Jesus and Satan are brothers. They believe that God used to be a human being from another planet, Carolyn. They believe that God married a human woman who also became a God. They got married and had physical sex as Gods. They had two baby Gods- Jesus and Lucifer. They believe that if human beings do enough good deeds, they can become Gods too. They truly believe all of this and more. You can ask your friends and they may or may not tell you the truth but the Mormons admitted it on my page that day if you stuck around long enough to see it. I finally got them to admit it.

      If something happened in the confusion and I called you a liar because of the confusion, then I am very sorry. When huge debates start happening on my page like that, I do delete comments if a particular person is getting too excited or too rough or taking up too much air space. Sometimes I will warn someone to cool it and they keep posting. I will start deleting their posts. If they won’t stop and my page is going bonkers (like it was that day), then I will start blocking people (temporarily) until things cool down and then I will unblock them. In all that mess, it is very possible that I deleted some of your comments if you and I were getting into it. If you were posting a lot, I might have blocked you and you might have tried a comment and it didn’t post and you thought it did post. It is very possible with all that going on (you must remember that I have thousands of readers, not just you), I might not have remembered who said what. But I know that I would never, ever, purposely call anyone a liar or hide anything.

      Now, I’m not sure what was so important about what you posted that should have caused you to leave in a huff but it is hard to imagine. You either believe the facts about the LDS church or you can choose to hide your face to the proven facts and decide that as a Christian, you don’t care that a group of people claim that God was once a human being from another planet and that human beings will also become God. Even though God said that there will only EVER be one God and that is HIM. That is the very first commandment- put no other God before me. The LDS put, literally, themselves, as God, before God. Thus, no Christian should partake in fellowship with them. They are a lying, deceitful cult and I was correct in attempting to open your eyes to a terrible truth, Carolyn!

      You sound like a beautiful person, Carolyn. Even though you believed me to be a terrible hypocrite, you forgave me and came to offer me prayers and comfort. Thank you. That shows your true love of God. I can tell you that God is WITH me, Carolyn. He is with me. As God is my witness, I tell you now that I never intentionally did you any harm. Whatever happened that day happened in my complete knowledge of truth- in what I fully believed to be the truth of the circumstances. I had and have no need to lie about such trivial matters as that. In fact, I just don’t lie. I have many sins, but lying isn’t one of them. I loath lying and liars. Ask anyone I know. It isn’t in my nature. So, please let that one incident pass as a pure misunderstanding that occurred in a very confusing circumstance. As to you never liking me, there is nothing I can do about that. If it is because of that one incident, then hopefully it is fixed. IF it is because of other things, then I don’t know what to say. I do my best, but I don’t live to be liked- I live to serve Jesus. Sometimes it gets me loved- sometimes it gets me hated. Such is life. Thank you sincerely for your prayers. I hope we can mend prior misunderstandings. Please believe me about the LDS church. Just because the Church is a cult doesn’t mean the people are rotten. You must separate your personal feelings for your friends from what are simple facts. And you must have the courage to accept the facts if they are true. I know that puts you in a terrible position with your friends. I know you hate the idea that it might mean choosing between them and Jesus (which, of course means letting them go), but this is the cross all Christians must bear. Have you ever thought that perhaps this is the real reason you really don’t like me? Because I am the one responsible for setting this terrible choice before you? For creating this doubt in you? Everything I am telling you about Mormons is TRUE. Research it yourself if you don’t believe me. Sincerely, Susan

  4. Not doubting you here Susan, but when I searched up ‘short little rebel’ on Google and on Facebook, your site and Facebook page were the top results. I can’t say any thing about the past, but clearly there is no censorship of going on at this time. I believe you, but it’s important that you get the facts right, otherwise people will assume you are just paranoid and won;t believe anything else you say. God Bless 🙂

    • Hi errya, look again. You didn’t find my short little rebel facebook page. You found my several hate pages named after my Short Little Rebel FB page. Please note that they include the name ‘twunt’ and ‘Menopausal Rage’ after them. I believe ‘twunt’ is the same as ‘cunt’ in England. Nice, huh? They use my exact photo and one even uses my exact header. Then, they use my photo and proceed to say horrible things I would never say. You can see it’s the fake page because of the number of ‘likes’. There are only a few where my real page has over 5,000. Here is my real Short Little Rebel Face book page. The worst part is that sometimes, people are fooled into thinking those are my real pages- and that, of course, is Facebook’s intent. Even though it is against their own rules to imitate someone, they allow these perverts to imitate me. I have reported them, my readers have reported them. Mark Zuckerberg must hate me personally. That gratifies me somehow. Had he just ignored me, it would have made me feel less significant. But having him break his own rules and do this to me makes me know that my page was truly effective. Makes me know that it is STILL effective. He is just waiting to shut me down again. So, hope you can see that I do have my facts right and am not paranoid at all. Thanks for stopping by. Susan

      • Yours is definitely the page I saw, it had the same picture and same amount of likes. Maybe it is because we live in different countries, the rules are applied to us differently. I am not an American myself.

      • Interesting. I just Googled and it didn’t show up. take a screen shot and send it to me. I have done a google, Bing, Yahoo search just to verify your statement. NONE show my page. So if you are seeing the search results with this link, pls. screen shot it for me. I would like to see it myself. thanks

  5. In You, O LORD, I put my trust; Let me never be ashamed; Deliver me in Your righteousness. Bow down Your ear to me, Deliver me speedily; Be my rock of refuge, A fortress of defense to save me. For You are my rock and my fortress; Therefore, for Your name’s sake, Lead me and guide me. Pull me out of the net which they have secretly laid for me, For You are my strength. Into Your hand I commit my spirit; You have redeemed me, O LORD God of truth.

    I will be glad and rejoice in Your mercy, For You have considered my trouble; You have known my soul in adversities, And have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy; You have set my feet in a wide place. Have mercy on me, O LORD, for I am in trouble; My eye wastes away with grief, Yes, my soul and my body!

    I am a reproach among all my enemies, But especially among my neighbors, And am repulsive to my acquaintances; Those who see me outside flee from me.

    For I hear the slander of many; Fear is on every side; While they take counsel together against me, They scheme to take away my life. But as for me, I trust in You, O LORD; I say, “You are my God.” My times are in Your hand; Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, And from those who persecute me.

    Do not let me be ashamed, O LORD, for I have called upon You; Let the wicked be ashamed; Let them be silent in the grave. Let the lying lips be put to silence, Which speak insolent things proudly and contemptuously against the righteous. Oh, how great is Your goodness, Which You have laid up for those who fear You, Which You have prepared for those who trust in You In the presence of the sons of men! You shall hide them in the secret place of Your presence From the plots of man; You shall keep them secretly in a pavilion From the strife of tongues. Blessed be the LORD, For He has shown me His marvelous kindness in a strong city! For I said in my haste, “I am cut off from before Your eyes”; Nevertheless You heard the voice of my supplications When I cried out to You. Oh, love the LORD, all you His saints! For the LORD preserves the faithful, And fully repays the proud person. Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart, All you who hope in the LORD. (‭Psalms‬ ‭31‬:‭1-5, 7-9, 11, 13-15, 17-24‬ NKJV)

  6. You are an inspiration to us all! Prayers for you and yours! btw have you talked to the ACLJ? they tend to take cases like this for Christians. NOT to be confused with the liberal aclu

    • You know, I haven’t tried them. Perhaps I should. I keep thinking I am too small for them to be interested. Also, I’m not going after anyone. So there’s no fame or fortune involved. I’m merely trying to save myself from the lies of another. I’ve had trouble attracting pro bono lawyers because of that. If I were going after this guy for a couple million dollars, now THAT would interest some lawyers. hey! perhaps that’s what I should do, huh?

    • The ACLJ is exactly who came to my mind as well as I read. Fear not little sister, little rebel, G is not mocked. The end of the story is not written. Remember the story of Job. Although it seemed very dark, he received double for his trouble. Stay strong. Stay faithful. Stay you.

  7. I don’t know what encouragement I can give, that has not already been said by your other friends, but those who are supportive of you are all friends, and are all correct in their wise words. Don’t concern yourself with those who are not friends, and who say mean things, for you will be the, eventual winner, and they will, eventually, pay the price for their inconsideration, unless they have a change in their hearts. Thank you, for sharing your story, and God bless you in your effort to see justice done. I will keep you in my prayers, and hope you will keep me in yours. Yes, we all have bad things happen in our lives, which we don’t ask for and which we don’t understand, but you have shown great strength and courage in dealing with your situation, and don’t worry about your feelings of betrayal by God; he didn’t betray you, the evil person who attacked you did. God understands our feelings and confusion toward him when bad things happen, and knows we still love and trust him, but are, temporarily, in a state of hurt. We may never understand all the whys of things, why bad things happen to nice people, why there is so much turmoil in the world, but God does, so I put my trust in him. Please be assured that God sees all, and whether justice is ever achieved in human court, it definitely will be in God’s court. God’s blessings be with you, and his love support you as you go through this horrible time in your life. You have passed the test of faith.

    • Bless you, Ladybug. Your words do comfort me. I would never be in this situation if I did not blog. I only blog to serve my Lord and Savior. That much is for sure. I know that God honors that. I knew the day I opened my mouth with this blog that I gave up any future job for myself in my given profession: ie, international management consulting. It has even hurt my jewelry business. The issue of homosexuality and gay marriage pervades society and is such a hot topic button now that if you dare to look askance at it, if you dare to openly oppose it at all, no matter how respectfully, you will be punished to the point where you will lose your ability to support yourself and your family. Just ask the Christian business owners who have lost everything for their stance on this subject. Thus, we may as well be bold in our stance. Either way, we will be severely punished by the government and by society at large. But this is from an unexpected direction. I supposed I should have seen it coming from the side- liars and cheats never come from the front. It is always from the side with the sucker punch. It’s true that everyone has their troubles and that mine are not more grievous than others. It just feels that way. We all suffer while on this earth. I suppose I have just reached the age where trouble has finally come to my doorstep. So far, I suppose I have avoided it. Life has been too good for too long. We all will get that big bump on the road. We must all lift one another up, mustn’t we? Lady bug, may the Lord, Jesus Christ, bless your forehead with his peace. I don’t know your troubles or your pains, but I know you suffer too. May he calm you and keep you still and rest your weary heart. May he love you and make you feel sweet refreshment because you feel his tender feelings toward you. Jesus, bless Ladybug because she has blessed me today. Comfort her because she has comforted me, your servant, in my hour of need. Thank you, Lord, for all my friends, though I have never seen their faces. Ladybug, thank you for stopping by and for taking the time to leave a kind message. Be blessed and know that your kindness helped another woman far away from you. Behind these black and white letters is a flesh and blood person. I thank you. Susan

  8. God bless you Susan, I admire your strength and brutal honesty, The truth will always see light and you will prevail in the end because you remained faithful.

    • Hi Casey. I hope that my honesty can somehow translate to people coming to realize that God is real, that he is good, and that he loves them personally. It is the only reason I write. My only hope is for that. I somehow believe that if I write the truth of my relationship with God, people will come to these realizations. I know that God doesn’t need me to make excuses for him or to cover for him. I can tell the whole truth about him and my feelings about him and somehow, some way, this will help people see his glory and light. This is my hope and my mission. Thank you for your kind words. I know that as I write these things to you, I am growing myself in my relationship with God. I am coming to realize that God has the longest and most patient perspective. He is also exceedingly humble. Imagine being that powerful and allowing such puny, evil men mocking you in the short term. Even for generation after generation. I sting with rage when cretins mock me for even one moment. God is better than me by far. I honor him for that. He shames me into admiration. I am so proud of him because of who he is. I love that I need not be bullied or taught to honor God. He EARNS it everyday by what he does. He is patient and he is honorable and he is humble. He knows who he is and doesn’t need to prove it to anyone. He allows puny, evil men to mock him because his LOVE for the rest of us is more than his anger at such tiny men. He can watch their doings with calm because he sees us growing up next to them. Jesus said that he will not pull the weeds up for fear of harming the good wheat growing up among the ugly weeds. He won’t destroy the entire earth to punish the evil because his children are within them. So, he is patient to allow his plan to finish. In the meantime, he allows these evil men their day of mockery. Oh! I should be so good as that! I see that my thoughts of God swooping down and saving me from humiliation and trouble in court was so … childish and simple. It also failed to take into consideration all that I have read about his other servants- even about Christ himself. It is indeed possible to go to your death in your service to God. I am no different and must change my perspective. It was I who failed to understand- not God who failed to protect me or his name. I can only hope that as I learn, others will learn with me.

  9. This is a true travesty of “Justice” and your case should never have gone this way! Incredibly though it is what we are learning to expect, but still hoping wouldn’t happen in the face of our prayers and the true facts! In our courts of today facts, truth and justice don’t seem to matter much at all — all that seems to matter is the “Old Boy” network of corrupt lawyers and judges that are available to anyone with enough money and the willingness to perjure themselves. I am so sorry you have had to endure this — and we are all praying for you to have the continued strength to go on and never, ever give up the good fight! We all love you, Short Little Rebel, and we pray that you continue to hang onto your Faith as we must do ours in these turbulent days. David.

    • Thank you, David. I will never lose my faith in God. This only makes me lose more faith in man. That is to say, I have lost all faith in man as I had very little to begin with! Actually, that isn’t true either. I still feel exactly the same about Man. As a species, we are fearfully corrupt but as individuals, there is great heroism to be found. Within individuals, there is great wonder to be found. Within individuals, we can find honor, integrity, honesty, valor, kindness, richness of love, brotherhood, compassion, wisdom, creativity, passion, humor, joy and divine light. I have faith in the individual human to reach impossible heights. I will never lose that faith either. The only thing this evil pursuit does is make me lose my appetite for living in this world of ours. I have severe distaste for it. It wanes as the days pass. If I could pack up my family and few friends and move to a secluded island and stay there until my life passed away naturally, then I would be happy- but this is not what God called any of us to do. We are here to serve and serve we will. At the moment, I am tired- but I know I will be refreshed again. I always am. It will happen again. It always does. Then, I will be ready for the next battle. As usual. Thank you for your prayers and for your kind message. Believe it or not, supportive messages from my readers when I am stressed like now are very helpful to me. Know that and be blessed because of the time you spent in leaving it.

  10. God bless you Susan. I believe in you. God will take care of you, in his way and in his time. What goes around comes around, and I would not want to be in this rapist’s shoes. If he ever decides to confess his sins to Christ and ask forgiveness, he will HAVE to ask your forgiveness as well. Otherwise, he has sealed the envelope on his one-way ticket to HELL forever. Keep up the fight and follow where God leads you.

    • Thank you, Ruby. There is no doubt of what you say. People choose their destinies. I have chosen mine. It stinks to lose in court. But remember, this is only man’s court. Specifically, this is only VA’s court. It isn’t the State of Washington’s court, who I think would not uphold their jurisdictional judgment in this matter. The hearing was flawed in that plaintiff’s attorney submitted a specific lie along with several pages of accusations that had absolutely nothing to do with jurisdiction. He did this to take up unreasonable time, prejudice the judge, add undue weight and gravity to the charges being brought against me, and to distract from the simple matter of jurisdiction. By the time the judge got through stating plaintiff’s position, I had very little time to state mine. Further, the judge made a ruling that absolutely didn’t need to be interpreted in the strict way in which he insisted upon. VA’s own code was accompanied by the writers’ opinion and guidelines that specifically advised to avoid just such ‘gotcha’ situations as the judge imposed upon me. He used my declaration that VA didn’t have jurisdiction over me to say that VA had jurisdiction over me. In other words, because I didn’t say it right (ie, didn’t file it right), I shot myself in the foot and accidently gave them jurisdiction over me when I claimed and proved that they didn’t have jurisdiction over me. Even though I proved every fact of jurisdiction was CLEARLY not met in my situation and that VA clearly did not have jurisdiction over me, this judge used a mere technicality and a small, tiny clerical filing error on my (an unrepresented, stay at home mother of three with no money to hire a lawyer, mind you) part!!! That is BOGUS. I was hornswaggled into that one! If ever there was b.s., that was it. You can’t say I gave up my rights to due process as I was declaring my right to due process! Nonsense. So. I objected to the judge’s ruling. The whole thing was flawed from start to finish. All that being said, it still stings to be beat by such craven cheats and liars. It stinks that even though I proved the lawyer lied on one of his points, the judge didn’t say one word in admonition. I guess that must happen every day, huh? I guess people can do that and suffer no consequences. I stinks that technicalities can win the day in court and that FACTS don’t matter. VA still has no jurisdiction- they won because I didn’t FILE my paperwork right! They can revel all they want, but it was a cheap win. But it still stinks. But you are oh, so right. God sees it all. He sees the lawyer and the rapist. I can only hope the judge is a good man but made the wrong decision. I perhaps will never know.

  11. Stand strong like Daniel and Joesph and the 3 Hebrew boys! God loves you and gave His Son to die for us! Praying Mary Lou Wesselhoeft

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  12. Susan, I feel your pain and frustration… There’s a scripture we use often at the church where I serve, it’s Romans 8:28, I know you’re familiar with it… “ALL things work together for the good…” I know you love the Lord and have been called according to His purpose. These “things” will work together for the good, not perhaps in a way the world can identify with, but in a way God has seen fit. It took great courage to share what you’ve shared in this post; I believe that strength came not from you, but from the one who indwells you, He will always fight for righteousness, which clearly is what you’re all about. He’s seen you this far, He’ll see you the rest of the way… There’s a resolve in you, I’ve felt it and read it many times, stay strong, stay focused, stay submitted and obedient. Join me in believing He will see you through. Shalom

    • I do believe with you, John. When I am weak, he is strong. I am weak, indeed. I am down. I feel crushed. Powerful people with money can wreak havoc on a poor woman’s life. Especially one who has stuck her neck out. I can see the future in the trial. I know their tricks and I know their strategy and their tactics. I can’t win for losing. Evil is powerful in this world. If I were evil, I would know how to attack me. It’s easy. That’s what I do when I consider these matters. I ask myself, ‘What would I do if I were evil?” That is what makes their moves so obvious to me. Because I would do it if I were them. They are intelligent and they are passionate. They believe in only this life after all. This is all they get. So, if you think about it, they are far more committed to this life than we can ever be. That is why they win when it comes to their dastardly plans and we don’t. We just don’t covet this life as much as they do. To some extent, let them have it. Then again, we can’t help but do our best in the fight. All I know is that I will go where I must, according to the Lord.

    • Hi June. lol. No, I am not Job. I don’t believe that God is testing me to brag to satan. I think that was a one time deal for all of us to learn from. I think I am exactly what I appear to be: a servant of God whom God has placed in a visible place so that he can do his works through her and have people witness them. I can only be a faithful witness to what he does. I write what he does, what I think, feel and conclude. I write my failings too. I do all this to encourage you and help you know that you are not alone in the world. That God tests us all. That others feel as you do. That everyone can be afraid, sad, angry, disappointed at God, and yet, remain saved by Jesus’ grace. I write honestly, even though I subject myself to the mockery of so many so that thousands of people like you can feel ok with God. I want you to know that God is a real Person. That he wants an actual relationship with you just as I have a real relationship with him. It’s not a post card relationship. It’s not cutesy either. I love him. He loves me. He consumes my thoughts from morning to night. I feel his presence all the time. He is with me. He is not silent. I hope, with all my writings, that because I am honest, warts and all (as my father says), that somehow, someway, people can come to know God better. I don’t know how that can happen as a process, I just believe it will happen in reality. This thought was planted into my head years ago and I began to write. I had no idea that it would grow. But it did. And here I am. I never knew I would be here. I’m glad you are here with me. Join me in my walk with God. I welcome you on my life journey. We will see how it all goes, right?

  13. Reb, The very words of scripture, as presented in John 8:36, are your vindication. TRUTH is on your side and has ALREADY set you free. The colonel will never be free, his stain will follow him into eternity. Your stain sis, has been washed as white as snow, never to be remembered again. shalom

    • Thanks, John. It is so difficult, under the strain of persecution, to remember all my Lord’s words. I regret being angry at God and did feel like a hypocrite for it. It isn’t the first time I have been burned by people. But to hear the slander in court, in public, in front of officials! To know that my character, my pride, my truth, my everything, was called into question by respectable citizens is hard to take. To see my enemies gloat is a hard thing, John. I am innocent of these lies while my rapist is guilty of his crime. Yet I may lose because I am too poor to come up with a decent lawyer. I will be bankrupted if I represent myself (as I am doing and doing a bad job!) and I am bankrupted if I hire an attorney (if I can find one!). These guys want at least a $30,000 retainer. We would need to liquidate our entire retirement fund to do that. I won’t do that to my husband. If I must become bankrupt, it will be because I fought my attacker on my own, not because I hired an attorney who sucked me dry. I will call the press to watch me fall and burn to the ground against my colonel attacker and let the public decide what really happened in 1986. My attacker will get his day in court, but I will get my day in the public eye. And so will he. This will be a landmark case if he wins. So be it. But if I have an attorney who wins for me, I will just be bankrupt by default and no one will even know how I suffered. No. I will be bankrupt, but the world will see it and they will see him, Goliath, and the U.S. Army who didn’t give a hoot about me, the one who got raped, not once, but TWICE by both my rapist AND the U.S. Army who convinced me to testify against my rapist in the first place- and then didn’t give me any cover afterward. The public will be interested in my demise under those circumstances. It is the only way I will ever see a shred of justice. I must see this to the bitter end. My enemy has given me no choice in the matter. His name will go down with my finances. My name will rise- because I have no doubt that the public will believe me no matter what slick tricks lawyers may use against a defenseless mother of three who was raped so long ago.

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