I’ve been caught up in the world of marketing my book, because that is a never-ending process, but looking back over my recent posts, I realize that I’ve lost sight here of a big part of who I am, or who I want to be anyway.
One reason I left teaching, aside from wanting more time to write and promote my book, was to be a better person and to reach out to the broken in various ways. I was so closed off. I do not have much of a resource of money to give, but I can give of myself, which I feel is more rewarding anyway. Instead of writing a check or donating online for a cause, I like to actually meet the people I am helping, or at least to feel like I am physically doing something. I did this recently on a mission trip to Guatemala and while I worked at a local food pantry. I enjoy this sort of activity because I feel like I am doing good with my time. Of course I know I am not going to change the world alone, but I like being a part of the bigger picture.
Human trafficking, modern day slavery, is the specific area where I wish to help make a difference. With numbers like 27 million people worldwide being enslaved, it seems like a hopeless fight. But we must have hope. And if enough people have hope, we can work together, for the bigger picture, and bring this evil to an end.
Because I live in a small town, I do not really see the effects of human trafficking close to me in my daily life, so I try to keep this injustice in front of me. I follow various organizations that work to fight it and I research it, keeping it in the front of my mind and weighing heavily on my heart. I try to imagine myself or people I love living through these atrocities, because that makes me angry. I know it’s not good to go through life angry, but sometimes anger is a good thing. Righteous anger keeps us focused on what we need to change. When that anger brings us to action, we see hope and change, even if only in small ways. It brings me joy in the middle of the sadness, because a difference can be made, even if just one life at a time.
Again, one reason I left teaching was to pursue a way to make more of a difference in this area. I recently found this quote:
The place God calls you to is the place where your deep gladness and the world’s deep hunger meet.
– Frederick Buechner
To me, this is hopeful. I love being able to reach out and make a difference. I find gladness in that. I also find gladness in writing. Perhaps my writing is one small way I can incite and inspire action and change in the world’s deep hunger of healing for the people currently struggling with enslavement. More to come on this.
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