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Follow Me Out: Reflections from an Ex-Abused Spouse
By Marie Barlow Martin
Watching her on stage, no one knew that singer/actress/musical
theater star Marie Barlow Martin was an abused spouse. But the
reality is, domestic violence happens even in seemingly-stable
Christian marriages. Now years later, re-married to
producer/songwriter Gordy Martin, Marie has dedicated her
talents to singing inspirational praise & worship music and
helping women find the courage to tell their secrets.
(This editorial may be reprinted. October is National Domestic
Violence Awareness Month.)
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Of all the roles I have played in my career in musical theater, my
favorite role was that of Eliza Doolittle in "My Fair Lady." When
Eliza exclaims, "The difference
between a lady and a flower girl is not how she behaves but how she
is treated," I knew exactly what that meant. Because at the
time I became Eliza on stage, at home, I was living as the victim of
domestic abuse.
October is National Domestic Violence Awareness Month, and I have a
burden for women who share my story. Statistics are startling, but
having lived through it, not surprising. On average, a woman in the
United States is battered by a partner every 12 to 15 seconds. Up
to six million women are believed to be beaten in their homes each
year. And over thirty percent of all homicides of women in America
are committed by intimate partners. I have vivid flashbacks of the
nights of terror, wondering at times if I would live or die - often
wishing for the latter. Spending nights hiding in my locked car -
huddled in the back - the safest place I could find. Praying out
loud to God --as violent hands gripped tightly around my neck - that
He would send his mighty angels to protect me in that moment of
surrender to my assailant.
I had not told anyone of my circumstance, and looking back now, I
realize what a mistake that was. But the chaos of such a life began
to seem normal. And I began to believe that I didn't deserve better
treatment - that I was worthless and that it was somehow my fault.
The most influential and important voice in my life at the time was
telling me I was nothing but a lowly flower girl...and I believed
it. And in virtual isolation, who was I to tell? Who would believe
me anyway? After all, my husband and I faithfully attended bible
study and fellowship several days a week. He was liked by
everyone. To the few who knew us in public, we were a fine pair,
yet in the privacy of our darkness, we kept the secret locked away.
I remember in the middle of rehearsals for a Gilbert & Sullivan
production, my husband was in such a rage that he cracked one of my
ribs. I covered it up. I wrapped my ribs as tight as possible so I
could stand and breathe correctly enough to hit the high notes.
Although I was in terrible pain, the show went on. My husband was
sorry, and my secret was kept.
Another night during one of his rages, he had me on the ground and
began choking me. I felt myself blacking out. As I was going into
darkness, I remember clearly thinking, "He's finally done it. He's
killed me." It took several years after that for me to gather the
courage to ask him to get help. He refused, and that was my exit
cue. I could finally sing as Eliza did,
"...I could have spread my wings
and done a thousand things I've never done before..."
So on the occasion of National Domestic Awareness Month, I want to
talk directly to women who are living in an emotionally or
physically abusive relationship. TALK ABOUT IT! There is power in
sharing what is happening to you. It doesn't matter who you share it
with - a pastor, a counselor, a friend, a family member or even a
stranger. When you share your struggles, you become stronger, and
you are able to see things in a different way. The power of the
abuser is to isolate you so that you will remain weak and under his
or her control. The way to counter that is to come out of
isolation. Shame keeps you in seclusion, but the shame should not
be on you. My personal faith in a living God who loved me and
wanted the best for me, gave me the strength to get out of that pit
of loneliness and despair and gave me the shelter I so desperately
longed for.
Like Eliza, when we surround ourselves with people who tell us we
are lowly 'flower girls,' we begin to believe it and behave as
such. But surround a girl with people who remind her she is the
daughter of a loving Father, Creator of the universe, and she will,
likewise, take on that role. If you are living in an abusive
relationship, I beg you to hear God's voice speaking through me
directly to you today. Follow me out! You are a Fair Lady,
fearfully and wonderfully made in the image of almighty God. You
can be free of your fears. You are loved, you are cherished. Find
help today. God has a better life awaiting you.
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