Slavery
still exists.
There
I was in my own little happy world at Passion 2012 when that reality hit me
hard. I had worked and still get the
chance to work with girls who were taken out of sexual exploitation but it had
never really hit me. Slavery still
exists. People are still forced to work
against their will for money they will more than likely never see. I joined the movement to stand for freedom
for the 27 million people trapped in slavery before I even left the GA Dome. I gave some money, posted some facebook
statuses, signed a petition, and prayed often for those trapped and my life
went on. Yes, slavery still exists and
yes it made me sad but my life continued.
I was
not able to go to Passion 2013 but I followed on live stream and was so excited
that the cause was for freedom for those 27 million slaves again. I followed enditmovement on twitter and got
geared up to show my support again for the 27 million that I was so sad for.
And
then my life changed in a big, radical way.
Someone
I loved, someone I spent time with on a daily basis, someone I would do
anything for became a part of the 27 million.
My heart was shattered. I was angry, sad, frustrated, and numb all at
once. That 27 million all of a sudden
was not a number. It quickly became a
reality of 27 million individuals, all who are loved by someone. The enditmovement suddenly was no longer
something I believed in it was something I desperately needed. I needed and I prayed that somehow I could
turn back time and end it before this happened to any more people. In that moment I knew being a part of the 27
million was not reversible and that this person’s life and my life as well was
forever altered because of it.
Each
person in the estimated 27 million people trapped is just that, a person.
They
might have mothers or sisters that sit up at night worried about where they are
sleeping, wondering if they are even alive, and begging God to send them
deliverance. They might have children
who are terrified that they are next in line for a long legacy of slavery or
even worse, children who are accepting of the fact that they too will be forced
to work against their will.
These
people matter to someone.
Even
if they have no family, they matter to God.
They are created just like you and I and they do not deserve a lesser
life because they were born in a different country or made a wrong choice. God loves each of those 27 million people and
no one should be forced into slavery.
It is
not okay that fifteen miles from my apartment are pimps waiting in a hotel on
girls they can coerce into prostitution.
It is not okay that while I plan out my next vacation an indentured
servant is still working day in and day out to pay off his grandfather’s $30
debt in a sugar mill that will never allow him to make enough to pay off the
debt. It is not okay that men buy and
sell women for sex and trap them by use of force or drugs. It is not okay that the bricks on my
apartment building may have been made by someone not paid a dime to make
them. It is not okay that children are
kidnapped from countries around the world and brought to Atlanta, GA and
sold.
So I
am in it to end it because it is no longer just a sad number.
I am
in it to end it because it is not okay.
On April
9th people all around the world will be raising awareness by shining
a light on slavery and showing people that it still exists. Please join me by marking a red X on your
hand to show that you are in it to end it.
When someone asks what the X means just explain that slavery still
exists. www.enditmovement.com offers a lot more
great information on the issue of modern day slavery and the ways we can all
help!
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