Oh, I loved this section (“Open,” p. 20-25). So so much. I can’t remember the exact moment I realized there were still slaves in our world, but that fact ended up changing my life forever.
I didn’t know then that one day I would walk through a former child brothel or that I’d hold a beautiful four-year-old boy on my lap with the horrific knowledge that he’d been raped by a pedophile.
And while a big part of me wants to be back in Cambodia fighting this evil and injustice from those front lines Bethany writes about, I know that, for this moment, God wants me “never underestimating the power of the simple steps of faith and obedience we take each day.” (p. 21)
I feel her pain of not wanting her heart to get too invested, not wanting to make her life more messy that it already was. I can relate to her mind and heart breaking open a little bit more each time she chose to put the crippling reality of modern-day slavery in front of her eyes. (p. 22)
And I LOVE her words of wisdom on p. 23. “I needed to intentionally translate the overwhelming information I was absorbing, to force the brutal facts to submit to the overriding reality of hope in the God of justice.”
And this: “In small ways each day God brought me more and more of the biblical framework of hope that I so desperately needed to sustain my fledgling passion to fight trafficking.”
She needed roots (WE need roots), and God dug them for her (like he’ll do for us).
And she needed community (WE need community). All of us working together (in real-life, online, wherever we are).
“All the body of Christ is called to be the Spirit-filled community that surrounds, supports, inhabits, and propels the river of justice God is seeking to unleash.” (p. 24)
No questions this week, but I’d LOVE to hear your thoughts. So thankful to be seeking the God of justice with all of you. xoxoxo