Sunday, July 24, 2011

A Love That Doesn't Run

I don't very often write personal posts because this of course, is a business blog.

But one of the things I'm supposed to do with this business, I believe, is make human trafficking personal for you. Make the survivors and victims and even potential victims personal to you so you will feel connected to them and strive to make a difference for them.

I never wrote a concluding post with the pogo sticking for Love146 - in part because this summer has been crazy and in part because I was completely disappointed in how it turned out as an Ede Project.

The key word there is "was".

Now I'm looking it at differently.

The things that were achieved, $732 more for Love146 and any and all awareness that was raised for this incredible organization are potential mustard seeds for incredible growth in the future. Who knows who was reading all the posts on pogo sticking and how it might have impacted them? And who knows how many people driven to learn what would make someone crazy enough to pogo stick 26 miles learned instead about the world of child exploitation and sex slavery? Those "accomplishments" if you will, are completely immeasurable.

And here's something else you just can't measure:

I started pogo sticking to help Love146, but my efforts became more than that.

For me, the last year of my life has been incredibly painful. Much of the year I felt like a fish out of water, like I didn't know what I was doing or how I was even doing it. Things and people I trusted in vanished and I had to start to learn how to operate on a Love that wouldn't falter - ever.

Have you ever experienced a kind of hurt that simply sucked the life right out of you; that made you feel desperate - that took all of the faith and hope you had simply to breath through it?

Its probably a safe bet to think that these children experience that feeling nearly every day.

The common human experience of suffering helps us, even fractionally, to consider the feelings these girls and boys might be feeling even after their rescue - after the original hurt is over and they are left to pick up the pieces. Because after their rescue, life is anything other than roses and happily ever after.

Their life is HARD.

The trauma they have experienced as a result of the hope they have found in things that turned out to be hopeless, the passions that were revoked, dreams that were punished, and ways they were forced to give their own selves all remain.

Those things don't just go away.

They fester. And they aim to ruin.

And I ended up praying, as I listed to my ipod and hopped away.

I prayed that they WOULDN'T.

That her dreams would resurface, that she would find true healing. That she would experience life and Love that doesn't disappoint, that doesn't run, that doesn't use.

And I used these words from This Love Doesn't Run to pray for these little children.

If you think of them; when you think of them, these might be helpful words for your prayers too. Because that's one of the only ways WE, outsiders, foreigners, can truly help.

This Love Doesn't Run (Kerrie Roberts)




Here I am, where I said
I never wanted to be again
I gave too much to what I shouldn't have
You took from me what little I had left
You hurt my so fast
Is there a place where I can rest
Where I can finally stay and be safe

Where I know that I belong
In hands that heal me
And I know I'm finally home
In arms that won't let go
It’s the love that I need
It's the love that only You can bring.
And I'll never be alone
Cause this love doesn't run
No this love doesn't run


What I lost and what is gone
Where I've been
It doesn't matter now
Cause I let go of holding on
To anything that's not Your love
Cause You're the only one I can live for
And I know that I'll never have to be afraid
Of losing what I gave
Cause You keep me safe


Where I know that I belong
In hands that heal me
And I know I'm finally home
In arms that won't let go
It’s the love that I need
It's the love that only You can bring.
And I'll never be alone
Cause this love doesn't run
No this love doesn't run

I never knew the meaning of forever
I never heard the voice inside the storm
You hold my heart
You hold the world together
And only You can hold me now

Where I know that I belong
In hands that heal me
And I know I'm finally home
In arms that won't let go
It’s the love that I need
It's the love that only You can bring.
And I'll never be alone
Cause this love doesn't run
No this love doesn't run

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