Like most wives, my heart is with my wonderful husband:
And of course, as a new mother, my heart is also with my sweet girls:
And today I would’ve bumped along just fine with out anything else to put on my heart.
My heart was feeling quite full.
But then I came across my friend’s Facebook page. She wrote about human trafficking. She wrote about young girls who experienced horrors that I cannot even begin to comprehend. My stomach turned.
And the thing is this: I’ve heard about human trafficking before. Occasionally a story will make the homepage of CNN or MSNBC or some other news website.
I will often feel a tug. A sadness.
And then I will move on.
But the stories stay with me. They always have. As I read my friend’s page, all of the other stories I’ve read over the years came flooding back to me. Stories that people told at church. Stories I heard about on the radio. So many horrible stories.
I looked at my sweet babies sleeping peacefully and I am relieved that my girls are safe.
And then I think of all the sweet babies that are not safe. And the mothers that are either powerless to do something about it – or choose not to… or both.
How can I not be moved to action? Even if the action is only spreading awareness.
But I can’t help thinking that there must be more than spreading awareness.
Are you in?