borrowed from another blog

“These pages are to tell you,
my dear brother, my sister,
not to run away from people who are in pain
or who are broken,
but to walk towards them,
to touch them.
Then you will find rising up within you the well of love,
springing from resurrection.
In walking along this way,
I have had to meet my own darkness and brokenness
in the deeper knowledge that I am loved,
and so, though I have had to let go
of many dreams for our world
and many illusions about myself,
still I am growing in hope and trust
in the light that shines in each person:
believer or nonbeliever.
Yes, in that broken child,
a light is shining;
in that man in prison,
a heart is beating;
in that woman, victim of prostitution,
there is yearning for life;
in the rich and greedy person, seeking power,
there is a child of purity;
in that young man dying of AIDS,
there is the light of God;
in every person, no matter how broken, sinful,
hardened, dominating and cruel,
there is a spring of water waiting to flow forth.

If you walk with Jesus along this path,
He will lead you to the poor, the weak, the lonely and oppressed,
not with fear and despair,
not with feelings of guilt and helplessness,
not with anger or revolt,
not with theories or preconceived solutions,
but with a new and deeper
peace and love and hope."

Jean Vanier, The Broken Body

truth.

Break Every Chain

Can't get the girls in South Asia off my mind. I heard this song today and wanted to share. A great reminder that there is power in the name of Jesus to break every chain of injustice and suffering that is holding them in oppression. Do I live like I believe that?

Holiday Party #1

Got hardly any photos, but here are a couple snaps from SMG's Winter Wonderland Christmas Party last evening. Had a lovely time with my new work friends!

 

 

post-India

Wow. Two months without blogging. Something has definitely felt funny about this, but every time I have sat down to write I have not known what to say. How do I tie up a nine-month experience of incredible Kingdom work in a blog post? How do I adequately retell the stories of living so close to some of the poorest people in the world? How do I convey the urgency of the work in India to move the readers to respond accordingly?

So all that I have been able to come up with is simply that this is all going to be a process. Over the past two months I have slowly been adjusting back mentally to life in the West and a lifestyle that now seems so over-the-top and excessive. I keep reliving my experiences in India and praying for my girls over there. I am in close contact with other interns who finished their stints around the same time as me. I have been figuring out how best to continue the work from here - whether through personal advocacy, networking and fundraising and also just by telling people about the work.

Last year God entrusted me to be a part of work that is changing and restoring lives broken beyond what any of us can likely relate to.  In a small office in eastern India I watched a courageous team of about 30 professionals set out to trust God daily in the fight to rescue little girls from the most abusive and disgusting brothels that exist in the world. I lived 5 km from Sonagochi, the world's second largest red-light district, where 10,000 sex workers live and operate within the parameters of a 4 block stretch of brothels. I spent nights awake begging God to allow rescue operations to be successful and saw Him hear our cries to him and work out the minute details necessary to rescue the girls. I spent time in Indian villages and aftercare facilities and saw with my own eyes the hurt that comes with both poverty and a broken justice system. I was able to be a part of conferences of Christian leaders eager to break the cycle. All of this is to say that this experience will always be a part of me and is shaping who I am and who I want to be-- and unfortunately I still don't have all the answers. But I can confidently speak about what is happening in India and what we, the wealthy and privileged people of America, can do to help.

You wouldn't believe how many people, after hearing that I was from America, lit up and told me that it was their dream to come here one day. I have been thinking about what to do with my resources and how best to use them for the sake of this work.

I miss it more than I knew I would.

There has been an overwhelming 'yes' to the question I have asked about whether I should keep the blog going or not. So I plan to continue the updates - about opportunities to help, my new life as a Canadian girl, and whatever else I feel like sharing. Stay tuned because the adventure is not over!!

happy 21st anna banana

The five of us together for the first time in ages :) Happy Birthday sister!

and a glass of moscato

Sis came from Atlanta last night with a bottle of wine for me. The label: Middle Sister. The flavor: Sweet and Sassy! So perf.

homecoming

I am home. I can't believe it. The flights were extremely long and I had lots of layovers, but before I knew it I was walking out to the exit at RDU.... and what a warm welcome it was. I have the best friends in the world:

{Bridesmaid times three. All new rocks since I left!}

ready, set, go

Kolkata to Chennai to Brussels to New York City to Raleigh. Three continents in one day sounds pretty awesome!

My article hit the paper!

Keep reading for a write-up on this week's rescue operation -
Here's the link

Trafficked girls rescued from E Midnapore
TNN | Jun 24, 2011, 01.02am IST

KOLKATA: Ten girls who had fallen into a trap set by traffickers were rescued from a hotel in East Midnapore on Thursday. On the reception of specific intelligence, a team of officers from the Anti-Human Trafficking Unit and the Special Operations Group of the state Criminal Investigations Department (CID) swooped down on Hotel Maa Kali under Mahishadal police station during the wee hours. Seven persons, suspected to be perpetrators, were arrested during the operation.

The young women, aged between 15 and 25 years, were illegally brought in from Bangladesh and different districts of West Bengal. The victims told police that the traffickers lured them with promises of jobs while few said they were sold by their own relatives. Once in the hotel, the girls were locked up in dirty and cramped rooms and forced to entertain clients.

"Hundreds of minor girls are trafficked from Bangladesh and different parts of West Bengal each year. The police are doing their part in rescuing and rehabilitating them. But what is needed most is for the media to facilitate a public forum on the issue between government agencies and non-government agencies alike," said Sarbari Bhattacharya, Officer in Charge of Anti-Human Trafficking Unit, CID.

Representatives of International Justice Mission (IJM) , a human rights organization, accompanied CID on the rescue operation.

"The excellence execution by the CID team and their precision led to the freedom of 10 girls," said IJM Field Office Director Biju Mathew.

The rescued girls have all been placed in an aftercare home. The minors will be produced before Child Welfare Committee while the girls from Bangladesh will be repatriated.

Psalm 145

I will extol you, my God and King,
and bless your name forever and ever

Every day I will bless you and praise your name forever and ever.

Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised,
and his greatness is unsearchable.

One generation shall commend your works to another,
and shall declare your mighty acts.

On the glorious splendor of your majesty,

And on your wondrous works, I will meditate.

They shall speak of the might of your awesome deeds,
and I will declare your greatness.

They shall pour forth the fame of your abundant goodness
and shall sing aloud of your righteousness.

The Lord is gracious and merciful,
slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.

The Lord is good to all, and his mercy is over all that he has made.

Ten more lives brought to freedom. Our God is faithful.

my heart is full now

Today was pretty much the best day of my life. I finally got to go to the village and meet the girls that we had been praying and preparing for, and I am sooo sad that I met them just a week before I go home! Rupali had told them that they would have a surprise visitor on Monday, and I did not know what I had coming. When I walked in the door, they all stood up and greeted me with roses and this huge flower garland fit for a queen. Total royal treatment! I started by sitting down with them and getting to know each of the vibrant girls. They told me their names, about their families and what their dreams are. None of them could restrain their smiles, and watching Rupali with them was one of the most touching things I have ever seen. They had definitely never met or seen a white person before and had lots of questions for me! The whole time I was wishing that everyone else who contributed and who read and cared for them could have been there too and met them. They were so beautiful. 

Each one of these girls comes with a story- and for most of them the story can't be told without tears. For  almost all of them, Rupali's center is the only place in the world where they can laugh and be free and play and learn. In fact, none of them had ever known the concept of playing until they found her. Almost all of them face unspeakable abuse in the home. Looking around, I saw the walls lined with colorful pictures that they had drawn. I looked through books with sewing samples they had made. I saw boards with math problems and English lessons on them. They are so eager to learn.

After meeting all the girls (which took awhile because there are sooo many!!), I was asked to surprise them with the sewing machines and talk to them about how I learned about them and what I want for them. I wasn't exactly prepared for this, but as I found myself sitting in a room with about 30 gorgeous smiling girls, somehow the Lord just gave the words to me. I told them that it is so important for them to know how valuable they are. I told them that getting an education is one of the most important things they can do, and as long as they are learning and practicing their skills, they will be able to stand on their own two feet. I told them that even when life is hard for them, they must never give up and must always have strength to stick to their school. Then, in my total girl power mode, I wanted to tell them how beautiful they all are. That they aren't cursed for being girls, but are actually very blessed because girls are God's special and precious gifts. That God loves them so, so much and will always be there for them to give them strength and to give them hope. That God brought me to them and gave me so much love for them. And that my friends back at home love them too and want them to enjoy the new sewing machines that we wanted to give them. They erupted into thank you's and giggles. They couldn't believe that people so far away from them could care about them enough to give them something so valuable. It was especially cool because the two machines they had at the center had recently broken and were no longer usable.

While I was talking to them, the Singer delivery guy was working to assemble the first of five brand new machines for them - a variety of machines to bring them all the way from beginner to expert tailors. He spent time with the older girls and sewing instructor to show them exactly how the machine worked. It was so cool to see it all set up.

Then the girls reeeeally wanted to show me their henna skills, one other trade they are practicing at the center. So obviously now I am decked out up and down both arms and legs. The girls were amazing and I wish it would never wear off! Oh and by the way, they want to meet all my friends, so you might want to start booking your flights out here :)

I pretty much can't put into words the feeling I have after meeting them all and spending the day there. The girls are so loving and so attentive and so hungry for affection and knowledge about the world. I want to give them everything. It is the kind of overflowing-heart feeling you get after you do something that is totally worthwhile and lasting and full of love. And because I am out of words, other than THANK YOU, here are some pictures (they love the digital camera!):

Happy Father's Day Daddy

To my dad: the one who has always been there, the one who has given everything to me and who has never asked for anything in return, the one who will always be my biggest supporter, the one who introduced me to great music, the one who loves roadtrips as much as me, the one who coached my teams, the one who cheered me on, the one who has always pointed me to Truth, and the one who has always encouraged me to step out on a limb and be brave,

Happy Father's Day. I am grateful to God for giving you to me and to our family. You'll never know how much I love you and appreciate your sacrifices and selflessness. Today I have been reminiscing about softball seasons, nature walks, piggy back rides, the times you used me as an example in your sermons, butterfly gardens, trips to Georgia and Texas, photo shoots, Hanging Rock, all the times you slipped me gas money, our trip for my first Hanson cassette, Chapel Hill Breadmans, stick-shift learning, girls vs. dad wrestling matches, body surfing at Sunset beach, poetry writing, Texas Rangers games, Crunch and Munch, the Wallflowers and lots and lots of back scratches. You are the best. See you in ten days.

Shopping Spree!

Wonderful friends,

I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart again for your generosity towards Rupali and her village mission. With the funds that came through, we were able to purchase everything that they need for the sewing center in the village. I got to call Rupali and surprise her with the news last week that because of the generosity of my friends in America I was able to come up with the money to essentially deck out their center. God was even gracious to stop the rain today. Rupali kept saying this was a dream come true. I wanted to include a piece of an email I received from her that is directed towards you all:

"You have contributed to a life changing project that would make a significant difference in the lives of many many girls. Thank you so very much from the depths of our hearts. Please do convey our love and thanks to your friends who have contributed to this project. May the dear Lord bless each of them in abundance. May they not lack any good thing that God has stored for them..."

What I love about this project is that it is both sustainable and is contributing to the prevention of trafficking, something very close to my heart. These girls will be able to use the tools purchased today to learn a skill, to be financially independent and to contribute to their families. With this skill there will be no need for them to be sent for marriage at age 13 or 14. With this skill they can see that they have worth and are able to produce something valuable and beautiful. With this skill they, for the first time in their lives, can have their own money. And with these machines, an innumerable number of girls can come to the center for their lives to be changed. There is no exaggerating in this either: these sewing machines, something so simple and basic to us, make all the difference in the world to them. Praise God.

So our newest intern, Melissa, and I met up with Rupali and her husband bright and early this morning for breakfast. Then we hit the markets. They had gone to price machines earlier in the week and decided to go with the most high quality and reliable brand, Singer. The manager had talked to them about all the necessary tools for a complete tailoring shop, so we went with his advice: a few double power machines, a heavy duty machine to make bags, and one super fancy embroidery machine. It was soooo fun to pick them out and be able to buy them all at once. Singer is delivering them to the center on Monday while I'm there :)

Then we went to a market area that specializes in sewing equipment, and I told her to get absolutely everything that she needed. We got an iron, ironing board, lots of needles, threads, a button machine thing, mats for the floor, measuring tape, meter sticks, snaps, buttons, etc. It was SO FUN! Then we went to New Market to pick out a bunch of starter fabrics for the girls. Rupali let me and Melissa pick out whatever we wanted, so we went with lots of girly colorful prints. And it was all pure cotton and super, super soft. 

This coming Monday I will be going to the village to meet the girls and spend the day with them at their center. I seriously can't wait. Rupali told them they have a huge surprise coming, and apparently I will be the first white person they have ever seen! I will send them all your love as well. 

Friends, thank you for being a part of real Kingdom work and helping to elicit a tangible change in lives of girls you have never met. I  will post again about it this week!! Here are the pics!

One of the heavier duty machines we got - they are kinda old school looking and come attached to their own table!

Getting the best possible price at the Singer store

They even threw in some free Sprites :)

One of the sewing supply shops. Can't say I could have found this hole in the wall myself!

The market with all the sewing supplies

The incredible couple

Bright mats for the floor

Headed to New Market

Fabric heaven

Some of what we got for the girls

End of the day..