yeah, i know… i talk about it alot. but thats ok… because it is WORTH my time,( and dare i say yours?), to talk about it.
last night i finished a new book, a fiction one, about child trafficking. fiction, based on the realities of millions of girls, though.
i wept afterwards. on my knees, i wept for the little girls who were, at that very moment, in the worst kind of hell anyone can imagine. girls who are Adelaide’s age. girls who are experiencing the deepest and most consuming kind of hopelessness and despair. a kind of despair that i can’t even begin to fathom… and i have a good imagination.
i have been passionate about this issue for some time. but last night i felt like it went from my head to the depths of my soul for the first time. i can mentally and intellectually get behind fighting sex trafficking. who CAN’T?! but it moved to a deeper lever for me last night… maybe another “game changer” kind of moment i blogged about earlier (in regards to my health).
not only do i WANT to be engaged in this issue… one of the most horrific issues of our day and age… but i begged God to allow me to spend my life for this cause last night. i don’t pray this prayer lightly or in a sense of overwhelming pity for the girls (and boys) enslaved in such evil. it was a calculated prayer and one i believe pleases my God. one that i truly mean with all of my heart. and one that i know could very well be costly on many fronts.
but you know what? i think He was weeping with me last night, too. in fact i know He was. His heart for the poor, the orphaned (orphans are one of the foremost targets of sex traffickers), and the oppressed is clearly expressed throughout the entirety of His Word (the Bible). the more i read it, the more i understand that He is desperately calling out those of us who would fight for these children, pursue them, rescue them, restore them.
learn to do good;
bring justice to the fatherless,
plead the widow’s cause.
i remember reading Francis Chan’s book, The Forgotton God, (one of my fave books, by the way) and he described a moment just like i had last night. he talked of this overwhelming feeling washing over him and of weeping for these children. he talked of thinking about his own daughters… what would he do if it was HIS daughter that was stolen and destined to such a pain and loss? would he not spend every penny and every breath looking for her, rescuing her from the pit of hell? then why would he not do it for other children? why not expend himself to fight for other fathers’ children, or children with no one else to search for them and fight for them?
and i asked myself the very same questions last night…. there are beautiful innocent girls out there with NO ONE to fight for them. no one to look for them. no one to care. can you imagine such despair?! it moves me to tears even right now thinking about it. will i care? will i fight? will i risk annoying friends and family and strangers with my passion for justice? will i be willing to sacrifice for the least of these?
some ask, but what about your own family.. your own girls. God gave them to you to focus on in this season. your ministry is with them, first, and then to others.
and i ask, what greater gift can i give my girls than to see their mother caring, serving, sacrificing for, and advocating for girls just like them around the world? in fact, what greater gift than to teach them by example about the God of justice… the God we believe in and worship who longs for justice and freedom for these girls?! and what greater gift can i expereince myself, to walk this road together with my own girls. this is something i want to be a part of our family dna… a bullet point on the “who are you as a family” kind of question. and if someone were to ask me this question (the “who are the Hudsons” question) in a year, five years, 10 years, i hope to be able to say something like this:
“Who are we? Well, one of the things we are about is freedom and justice. We fight for justice for those enslaved to the commercial sex trade, specifically children. We do it in small ways and big ways. We sacrifice time and resources to educate and equip others to join us in this fight. We find creative ways, as a family, as a community to fight this horrific injustice of our day. We don’t apologize for the megaphone call to join us in this fight, because we believe so strongly in it, but we respect others’ choices along the way. We live a normal life. We play, we enjoy freedom and frivolous times. We enjoy God’s gifts and embrace His call simultaneously. He enables us, by His grace, to do that. We aren’t perfect, but we are committed. This is just a part of who we are. “
as the girls grow into their adulthood, i know God may have different paths for them to pursue… but i hope and pray that they will ALWAYS be passionate about justice and always be willing to expend themselves for others, especially the “least of these.”
imagine with me for a moment….
what if William Willburforce had decided that slavery was just too big and too overwhelming of an issue to fight for?!
what if Bonhoffer had decided that his life and his family was of more worth than to fight against the tyranny of the nazi’s?!
what if Corrie ten Boom and her family had decided that the safety of their family was of far more worth than the lives of their Jewish neighbors ( and strangers)?!
what if Martin Luther King , Jr. had decided that racism was too big of an issue to fight against, and that his life was of more value to him than losing it?
please note… i am not liking myself to ANY of the above mentioned! i feel as inadequate and inferior to them, and can’t imagine being able to live up to their standards of selflessness and service…. but what i see in each of them is a willingness to take on the evil of their day and age, no matter what the cost, because it was WORTH IT. sure, my life may never be on the line, but there could be loss involved. will it be worth the risk? i think yes. i pray yes.
and so, as i have stated in this blog before, i am excited to dig in even deeper… to pursue dreams and ideas of fighting justice in the context of being a mom. i know God is equipping me for something bigger than myself.. something i can’t logically and reasonably think through to its conclusion. something i am driven to pursue and yet have no idea what it will look like in the end. but it has to do with justice and freedom for child sex slaves. and it has to do with mobilizing and encouraging and equipping other moms like me who have a heart for these precious kids, but no idea how to engage in fighting for them within the context of their family limitations and calling as moms. God has a place for US in this fight, and i am excited to pursue what this can look like on a more practical and measurable way. moms have a lot to offer… we have alot of limitations too. but we don’t have to wait until the kids grow up before we can “do something.” we can engage in this issue right in the midst of the carpooling, soccer practice, homework and house cleaning…
i thought i would include a list of resources and organizations, books and articles and movies that have informed and motivated me on this journey. if you want to learn more about child sex slavery, about the facts, about the victories and freedom stories, about the atrocities…. read, watch, engage with these resources. maybe you will join me on this journey. maybe not. but regardless, the time is well worth being spent on educating ourselves seeing as this IS one of the most pressing issues of injustice in our day and time.
We can’t do everything, but we can ALL do SOMETHING!!!!
MOVIES: (all graphic and real life portrayals of the reality of the evil of trafficking.)
The Price of Sex – documentary being screened at various locations and stations. excellent film. go see it if at all possible!
Just Courage - Excellent first look into IJM and its heart and passion as well as its president and founder, Gary Haugen. I am growing to respect this man more and more in leaps and bounds.
The Hole in Our Gospel - haven’t finished this one yet, but verrrrry good and thought provoking thus far!
A Walk Across the Sun - a review of this book is coming soon. EXCELLENT read. Fictional account of the real life underbelly of the sex trade. Cannot recommend it enough. It is graphic and intense and heart-rending.
Priceless - this is the book i referred to at the beginning of this email. another fiction book that actually moved me to my knees in tears. again, not for the faint of heart, and not for easy weekend reading. i couldn’t put it down, though.
Escaping the Devil’s Bedroom - one of the first books i read on the sex industry in general. excellent place to start.
Scars and Stillettos - this is the woman, and her testimony and story, that God used to open my eyes to this issue in the first place. i went to LA and was trained by Harmony and her team to reach out to dancers in the clubs. opens your eyes to the complex web of deceit, lies and bondage that affects the women involved in the sex industry (both nationally and internationally, enslaved and “voluntary”).