Thursday, August 28, 2008

I want to be a part of making this thing right...

I recently finished devouring a book that has stirred my heart deeply. I often read current affairs type books and often desire to throw the book against the wall of my bedroom in anger, frustration and sadness at the horrors being committed around the world. To me, it has become clear that the list of worthy causes is undoubtedly lengthy. 

Unfortunately, it is all too easy to get caught up in our own life's busyness and carelessly move on after coming to some level of information regarding the atrocities in this world. It is easy to be overwhelmed by the magnitude and feel helpless to do anything of consequence. I confess that I am guilty of that very behavior. However, things are different this time. I am moved by the intentionally overlooked issue referred to as 'modern day slavery' that was terrifyingly revealed in "A Crime So Monstrous: Face to Face with Modern Day Slavery" by Benjamin Skinner.  I had read about this evil in the world before, in other books, but I have been affected differently. Now that I know, I feel responsible to act.  I want to get involved. I want to see things change. I want this wickedness to cease. 

Yesterday, I began madly searching online for information, resources, and means to get involved. I found a few good ones (thanks to a list of websites in the back of Skinner's book :)) and I am thankful that there are others concerned and spurred to action. You can give money (of course ;)), get an internship, spread the word, go to law school and get a job working with International Justice Mission (go Trey!!!! Let's do it!!! ), buy things fair trade, stay informed and pray accordingly. Just do something! Check out these links below: (this site is the only one that is openly Christian...the others appear secular)

IJM is holding a speaking event at Highland Park Presbyterian in Dallas on September 28th....the Arbies are going...anyone else interested??? You can sign up for email updates on all three sites. 

For those of you thinking, "this is just another foreign issue", read this article. We, as a nation, are guilty of slavery, still. 

Below is the ending verses to a Derek Webb song and its lyrics pretty much sum up the state of affairs. I am thankful that despite our failure to act justly, love mercy and walk with our God, that He will make things right.

I don't know the suffering of people outside my front door
I join the oppressors of those I choose to ignore
I'm trading comfort for human life
And that's not just murder it's suicide
And this, too, shall be made right

This is just a preview. I will probably post many entries on this issue. My heart and mind have been seared.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Our brief visitor

So, yesterday I took the kids for a stroller-walk in an attempt to get out of the house and get some exercise. We do this periodically, although not often enough for me to proudly say "I work out." Ha.

Usually our walks are quite uneventful. However, we had the pleasure of some new company on that walk: a stray dog. He jumped on our trail like it was a bus ride. He happily followed us for the entire walk, a stop at the playground and then, took up residence outside the front door for the afternoon and most of the evening.

Some of you are probably thinking "Well, if you hadn't pet him and talked to him, he wouldn't have followed you and hung around." If you know me, then you know that I did no such thing. In fact, some of you might say that I would only be intentionally kind to four footed creature if my life depended on it. My conversation with the dog was quite the opposite--I told him to go away, go home, that he wasn't wanted, I kicked in his direction, etc. The more I tried to persuade him to leave us alone, the more he panted happily and stuck close.

I actually left the house mid-morning to go play with the kids at a friend's house and the dog got trapped in our garage while I was trying to leave. I had shooed him away but when there was a foot left before the door was closing, he scurried inside. You should have seen his pleased little fuzzy face. Talk about nerve! I had to reopen the garage, tell him to get out, and then close it AGAIN all in sizzling Texas heat and my babies in the car! Not to mention it made me late for my very important playdate.

I thought about calling Animal Control to come and get him when he started jumping on my front window and scratching it with his little paws, begging to come inside. With no collar, I figured that wouldn't have been the kindest. You know what happens to animals without collars that get picked up by Animal Control. We've all seen "Lady and the Tramp." I am NOT that mean. Even if I am not a dog lover. The dirty white fluff ball finally gave up on us before dark yesterday and found a new home. Hopefully, it was a happy home.