Buckner
Fanning, former pastor of a San Antonio mega-church, told about his daughter
who worked for Child Protective Services:
One night a disheveled five-year-old came to the shelter. The girl told that her father would beat her mother pounding her body against the wall, slamming her head on the floor, hitting her repeatedly. When the beatings began the little girl would run into her room, close the door tightly and get in her bed shaking and sobbing, pitifully terrified.
One night a disheveled five-year-old came to the shelter. The girl told that her father would beat her mother pounding her body against the wall, slamming her head on the floor, hitting her repeatedly. When the beatings began the little girl would run into her room, close the door tightly and get in her bed shaking and sobbing, pitifully terrified.
At the
shelter after the girl was fed, washed, and cleaned, she was trucked into her
bed. When the counselor left her room the four-year-old began singing softly,
“Jesus loves me this I know for the Bible tells me so.” Surprised the counselor
re-entered the child’s room.
“Did your
mother teach you that song?”
“No.”
“Do you
go to church or Sunday School?”
“No.”
“Did you
learn that song in kindergarten?”
“No.”
“How did
you learn that song?”
“Every
time my father beats my mother a man surrounded by a sparkling white light
comes into my room. He holds my hand and sings that song.”
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