After three years in the church, I joined a team where we fundraised every day. Every morning, I faced terror to go out and do this. I felt like I would die if I went out to face people. Trying to use reason and logic didn’t help. The feelings were so strong, and my feelings of worthlessness and sinfulness became stronger—so much so, that I started to tell God that I couldn’t possibly be His daughter, that I was so bad that I must be Satan’s daughter. Even though Divine Principle clearly teaches that we are all God’s children, I was sure that there was more of Satan in me than God.
One evening I was fundraising in a parking lot. Because I was struggling to talk to people, I had gone to the back of the parking lot where it was dark, and there was nobody but me. Again I was telling God that I couldn’t be His daughter; I must be Satan’s daughter. Suddenly, in front of me appeared Reverend Moon. He was standing straight and tall and moved his whole arm out and pointed straight at me and said, “You are MY daughter! I have paid for you.”
I said to Reverend Moon on that evening, in that dark parking lot, “I didn’t understand before. Now I do. I promise that never again will I say that I am Satan’s daughter, no matter how awful or sinful I might feel.” I have kept that promise.
From I Am in This Place, pp. 25-26.