I really didn’t know where to go with this one. Gift is a loaded topic for me right now, because there have been so many of them. I was always taught that if I made the decision I’ve made for any reason, even for my safety and that of my children, God’s curses would rain down on me. But that is not what has happened at all. From the very first day it has been nothing but His blessings, His gifts. It is, IMO, His way of showing me, and those around me who might be going through the same thing I did, that He doesn’t want anyone to live this way. This is not His plan and abuse does not have His blessing. He doesn’t plan it and doesn’t condone it. It happens, people choose to abuse, but it’s not from God. God gives great and beautiful gifts. Every good and perfect gift is from God, and I hope we can all agree that abuse is neither good or nor perfect. God’s gifts give peace and joy. His gifts can be in the miraculous, those things that no man could have had a hand in, or they can be in the supposedly normal, those gifts people give us, the blessings they are to us, especially during times of trial. I have had all of these since I left. All of these gifts are a reminder that God is with me, He loves me, He will take care of me.