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Thursday, March 18, 2010

Rather Beautiful

I receive newsletters from many different Anti-Human trafficking organizations. This is one is from Love146:

Last month Heather approached one of the caregivers at the Round Home and said this:
“Outside my school, there are many street children. I was also a street child. I used to be like them. My daily problem was where to find food. When I grew a little older, I ended up in that job (commercial sexual exploitation), which was the only way to feed myself. But now I have a new life [at the Round Home] and I have found Love and I am so happy. I would like to share my newfound happiness with those children. Their clothes are torn and dirty. They also look very hungry.”

Heather asked if she and other girls in the Round Home could bring these children food and clothing. She wanted to talk with them and tell her story so they might have hope. The girls prepared food from their own garden, went through their closets to gather clothing and collected some of their own toys to give. A few days later they sat on those streets with children of the same age and gave what they could.

Dr. Velazco, Love146 Director of Aftercare, stated it best:

Love generates its own energy. The power of Love expands on its own. You can care for trafficked children, and the momentum of Love that is sparked in them prods them to care for other children at risk.”

Restoration perpetuates abolition. A lovely young girl brings her restored heart back to the streets where it once had been broken, but this time it is not with fear--only with Love.

Sometimes in the trenches of this fight for abolition, things seem dark and hopeless. But... but sometimes in the trenches you meet a child like Heather, and you remember that you’re not just fighting for children, you're fighting with them.

You can give to love146.org, polarisproject.org or ijm.org.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Auntie Bliss

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Two weeks ago tomorrow I experienced the most amazing thing yet to happen in my life. I became an aunt.

I was asked to be in the delivery room, and it was one of the most beautiful things I've experienced. The amount of love that promptly followed after seeing her still has me baffled but there it is, and it grows everyday. The love that I have for her does not even begin to touch on the amount of what her parents feel for her, but I wholeheartedly believe that I can't possibly love anything more.

There are many unanswered, half-answered and fully answered questions in my life. This speaks to many of those different layers.