It’s time to END IT!


It started early that morning upon waking up. There was a number that slipped into my head during my morning prayer.

434.

434? Was that a time? or what? I didn’t know. All I knew was I’d find its purpose later.

The events of the day passed normally. Then late that afternoon I went with a small group on a prayer walk around the motels in the area. A trucker pulled up and began talking to us. Our guide directed him to a restaurant nearby that would satisfy his expressed desire for food. After a short time of conversing, we went on our way to continue around the buildings. We didn’t get far when we realized he was watching us and following a distance behind. He went into the office and after we had circled the second building I took note of two men on bikes circling the main building.

Continuing on our prayer walk we circled other buildings. About a half hour later we were just rounding the main building where the trucker had parked. A taxi pulled up to the motel building. Two men sat in the taxi with a young girl who couldn’t have been older than 14 or 15. One of the men got out with her as the Trucker met him. As the taxi pulled away and the men on bikes circled again, I looked up to the room that the men and the girl were taken to – 434. Prayers had already gone up, but we stopped and prayed again.

The trafficking had been happening right before our eyes….we’d seen the John (the man who pays for the girl” the girl, the lookouts (men on the bikes) and I’m pretty sure that the pimp saw us. Our guide explained how common these sights were in the area. My heart broke. America isn’t truly free. In fact, there are more in slavery today than in any other time.

As we readied to walk back to the drop-in center/safe house across the street was a young woman that we had seen when we had gotten there over an hour prior still walking/pacing in the same corner. She was a prostitute.

These are only 2 of the many that we saw and interacted with that week.

Trafficking is happening on your streets. This isn’t just in other countries. It is a world-wide issue.

Fact: The average age for entering trafficking in the U.S. is 13 years old. 

Fact: Trafficking is the 2nd largest illegal criminal activity in the world – second only to drugs.

Fact: Every 2 minutes a child is exploited in the sex industry.

Fact: 21,000,000 people are enslaved around the world. 

Given these facts, what are you going to do? It is time to END IT!

I believe in the cause and I believe it is not lost. Freedom will be found. Today starts 31 days to Freedom. Be a voice for the voiceless. Raise awareness for this injustice. But more than that, make an impact.

Uninspired? Light a Fire!


Have you ever had one of those days, or weeks, or even months where you felt so uninspired? You loved something, or you wanted to do something but lacked the inspiration and the motivation to do it? What do you do when inspiration and motivation run cold?

LIGHT A FIRE! 

I know. The last thing you want to do when you’re feeling uninspired is something. But how do you get from uninspired to fired up?

Emotionalism aside, what had you fired up about it in the first place? If you want to burn long and strong, you have to remember what stirred the fire up in the first place.

As passionate as I am about writing, there are days where I don’t have the words.

As passionate as I am about the causes I believe in, there are days where it seems that they aren’t heard.

As passionate as I am about dancing, there are days where I can’t move or don’t feel like moving.

As passionate as I am about the Lord, there are days where I have to say to my soul, “You will bless the Lord!”

Does having to stir myself up sometimes make these passions any less in me? No, it doesn’t. Because deep inside, they are part of my cause, they are part of my purpose, they are what make my being come alive. They are what God has put in me.

Emotions can sometimes get in the way. There are going to be days where you feel like just laying around and doing nothing – this is okay. But don’t lose sight of what made those passions rise up in you.

I have to remind myself of why I write. I have to remind myself of why I believe in taking a stand against human trafficking and abortion. I have to remind myself why I want to raise up a generation of women who are whole, healthy and wholeheartedly devoted to the plans and purposes that God has on their lives. I have to remind myself why I dance. I have to remind myself that God is greater than my circumstances and no matter where I am at, He is worthy and I will bless His name.

These are some of my passions. Many days they excite me and I come alive because I GET to sit in God’s presence and commune with Him. I GET to write. I GET to take a stand. I GET to mentor young women. I GET to minister. And all of this, it makes me feel alive inside.

Sometimes there is a fight. But I’ve found when the fight comes, many times it is because you have lost sight of why you do what you do. Sometimes it is because you have lost sight of the origin of your passion: It started with God.

Passion isn’t based on emotion. It is a love and commitment so deep that it sees the vision and is relentless to see it come to pass. All of my passions come down to one thing: that God be glorified in it. I love the Lord and I am passionate about the things of God. This is why I do what I do. And if there was nothing else but Him, my passion would still burn to just sit as his feet and worship Him simply because He is worthy.

When your sights are on Him, the fire starts again.

Walking it Out: Where in your life have your passions died down. Light a fire again. Spend some time with God and then write down your passions. Write down how they came about. Write down why your passionate about it.

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