This is the time of year I really kick up my running training for a crazy 200 mile relay race called Ragnar, which has me reminiscing on the past few years:
In November of 2010, my team of twelve ran from Tampa to Daytona Beach and we raised, united with another team of twelve, $2040 for Love 146, an amazing organization that fights human trafficking.
January of this year, my team of twelve (some repeats and some newbies) ran from Miami to Key West for the same cause and raised $1020.
No worries. I’m not fundraising. My point here is that now I’m in training mode for my third Ragnar (Miami to Key West again), and it’s weird NOT to be fundraising. We decided that this time we just wanted to run for fun because the fundraising for a cause can get stressful, and we just wanted to be ridiculous without worrying about who we are representing this time. After all, this year our team name is Ragnarrhea, and we are each assuming poop related names for the fun of it (I’m Exrecia). Classy, I know.
The point I’m attempting to make, though I have now beaten around the bush so many times all the branches have been demolished, is that though I am not running for the cause this year, I do not want to forget to remind others of the importance of the cause.
I’ve always been one who cares about justice, and I’ve gotten in trouble on a few occasions for speaking up in a moment of passion, but until a few years ago I really didn’t have a particular cause I believed in, but now I do. I’ve mentioned it here before, so you may have read about this already and are now yawning. That’s fine, but I may have some newcomers, and I cannot chance missing the opportunity to create awareness whenever possible. After all, I am “The Terrinator.”
In June, I wrote what turned out to be my most read blog post, “Human Beings are NOT Commodities.” For further information on human trafficking, please give it a read. The long story short is that human trafficking is modern day slavery.
I’ve been reading about and watching videos posted indicating that our government is recognizing the issue and taking steps to combat this horrible act of inhumanity, which makes me happy. But the true and basic concept of this is that it is already unconstitutional because of Amendment XIII, and it has been unconstitutional since that amendment was ratified on December 6, 1865! Slavery is not new, it just wears a new face.
Robert and I recently decided that since abolitionism is a huge passion of ours we wanted to give regularly to the cause. (It’s no great amount, but if many people gave even a small portion, a large impact could be made.) When I went to Love 146.org to sign up, I was given the choice for which part of the process we wanted to impact. My heart really lies with the recovery and rehabilitation of these survivors; however, I instead decided to give regularly to the prevention aspect. I am both logical and optimistic. If we can reach out and prevent this from happening, there will be no more need for recovery…eventually. That’s my goal.
You don’t need to share my passion. But you should find one of your own then. It is healthy and human to care, and when you can see even a glimpse of your impact, you will feel fulfilled. Touching lives is why we exist.
Love 146 is only one of many organizations out there set on extirpating human trafficking. If you are interested in learning about more, you need do little more than just Google (I love that this is a recognized verb now) human trafficking and research the many organizations on your own.
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