A friend had a harrowing experience this weekend. She shares it here, along with things you can do to take action. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it until we’ve won and the precious are free and no longer in danger: Human trafficking is not isolated to third world countries and far away places. It’s alive and well, right here in our cozy little neighborhoods. Be aware, learn the signs, don’t be afraid to stand up and say something. Your reaction could save a life, and a precious one’s innocence. #EndHumanTrafficking #SaySomething #DoSomething #NeverStopFighting
I tucked Chase into bed tonight, closing my eyes as I kissed his forehead. And I saw that man’s face again.
During a quick stop at a local Books a Million with my two boys, I was on the hunt for author Mary Weber’s new YA sci-fi story, Reclaiming Shiloh Snow–a story birthed from her heart for young people caught in human trafficking.
I had no idea how God would yank my eyes open about that very thing, minutes later.
Older son Cole asked to look at self-defense and martial arts books. Because he’s 5’10 and nearly fourteen, I didn’t hesitate letting him cross the main aisle. Chase wanted to check out Legos and Lego books. Since I’d only be a minute or two, I gave him permission to look at Legos while I quickly checked for the book.
The YA section is three aisles from the middle grade…
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