There's been a lot going on in the last months. I've moved out of my house and onto my college campus. There is this little bug inside my heart that keeps bringing me back to my original pain: Sex Trafficking. No matter the distance I get, I can never forget the heartbeat inside me that bleeds for those who are being held against their will...
I have a hard time wrapping my brain around anyone out there ever wanting to become a stripper/ prostitute. The reason I even bring this up is because one day, a girl I knew when I was about 12 years old, told her brother in law that she wanted to be a stripper when she grew up. At the time, she didn't understand it, but she had been so overly sexualized by every man around her that the only thing she knew how to express was her need for love and attention. There was only one way that men gave her that attention back then, and that was through sexual advances. Whether or not they ever did anything to her, she knew at that age that she could use sex or sexuality to get what she wanted/needed. What she really needed was what every little girl wanted and needed: love, attention, adoration, nurturing... etc. she needed something that she was almost incapable of getting because no one else around her provided those things either. So, yes, she did "want" to grow up to be a stripper; If you can even call that a desire.
There are women, children, and men standing right in your midst who are suffering from isolation, depression, drug and alcohol addictions, suicidal thoughts, and so on because they are completely unloved, even hated, by society. The God that we know loves them. So why don't we?
I'm becoming involved in a group called LiNK (Liberty in North Korea) that helps out refugees from North Korea obtain freedom. Many girls end up free from North Korea only to be sold in China. They come from one form of oppression right into another. Please do what you can and donate.
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