By Janet Lynn Kroeker
Have you ever been awakened in the middle of the night by someone banging on your door yelling loudly, “Are you okay, are you okay?” This was a first for me. My upstairs neighbor had probably heard me screaming for someone to help me through our poorly-insulated walls and been startled awake. After a brief apologetic explanation she returned to her home, assured that I was safe. I went back to bed and lay wide awake until I rose at morning light.
Adapted from an Oct. 8, 2017, sermon by Connie Zehr at Lowville Mennonite Church in New York
After I graduated high school, I worked in an in-store bakery and would go to work a few hours before the store opened. The butcher also came to work early. After several months, he started showing me pornographic photos and telling me inappropriate stories and trying to kiss me in the freezer or cooler when I had my hands full of boxes.