"I have to honor abusive parents no matter what they did to me."
How it sounds in your head: Church says 'honor your father and mother,' so even though they hurt me, I have to pretend everything's fine. If I set boundaries or tell the truth, I'm sinning. God will punish me for not honoring them, even though they didn't honor me.
"For Moses said, 'Honor your father and your mother'; and, 'He who curses father or mother, let him be put to death.' But you say, 'If a man says to his father or mother, "Whatever profit you might have received from me is Corban"' (that is, a gift to God), then you no longer let him do anything for his father or his mother, making the word of God of no effect through your tradition which you have handed down."
-- Mark 7:10-13Religion twists Exodus 20:12 into weapon for abusers, making victim responsible for abuser's honor.
The commandment seems absolute, and religious voices say no exceptions. Fear of divine punishment for 'dishonoring' keeps her trapped in toxic dynamics.
When King Saul (his father-in-law and king he was supposed to honor) tried to KILL David by pinning him to the wall with a spear, David's wife helped him ESCAPE through a window. Honoring authority didn't mean staying in range of Saul's spear—it meant survival and boundaries.
I REFUSE the lie that honor means staying in harm's way. IT IS WRITTEN that Jesus Himself confronted twisted traditions that hurt people. Honor doesn't require me to enable abuse, keep secrets, or sacrifice my safety on the altar of 'family peace.' IT IS WRITTEN in Proverbs 22:3 that 'the prudent see danger and take refuge'—boundaries are WISDOM, not dishonor. I am LOVED by the Father who protects me, not a God who demands I stay with those who harm me. I honor the POSITION without accepting the POISON. I am FREE to tell the truth, set limits, and walk in safety.
The Father is NOT standing with arms crossed demanding you 'honor' people who hurt you—He's standing BETWEEN you and them saying, 'This stops now.' He's giving you permission to breathe, to heal, to build walls where there should have been love.