Last night I hung out with a group of college students. I shared a little bit of my heart and passion for fighting human trafficking and a pretty cool opportunity to get involved in the global fight on a very local level. I have to admit, if someone would pay me to go around and talk about human trafficking, I would quit my job in a second. Sometimes I seriously contemplate just quitting anyways and figuring out how to pay the bills later. (Don’t worry mom, I won’t really do that!)
The coolest part was they got it. They listened intently and they got on board. After I finished, we sat around and talked about the issue and what we can do to fight it. They all had ideas about ways they could take the issue to their professors, friends, residence halls, and other organizations. They want to get the larger USI campus involved and a few of them talked pretty seriously about going on a trip. And they are already serving. Several of them are in the process of raising funds for trips, many of them have been on previous trips, and they all felt the gravity of the issue.
I feel like I have a small army geared up and ready to go. And I am not about to let anyone doubt their abilities. They may not be able to write a $100,000 check, but I can assure you they will be willing to do whatever they can to fight. Because they are not ok living in a world where slavery is a daily reality for 75 million people.
However, while last night was hugely successful interms of getting a group of college students on board, I believe God orchestrated last night for my benefit. I have been really struggling lately with my purpose in life and why I am here and why God lit a fire of passion in my heart for this issue. Surely He could have picked a more qualified candidate in a bigger city with more money or resources or time. For some reason though, He chose me. He put in my heart an inability to sit still and live my life unaffected. Over the past several years every aspect of why I do what I do, why I shop where I shop, and why I am working full-time and going to school has been affected and motivated by an intense passion for seeing slavery eradicated once again in my generation.
And so for a brief moment last night I got to share my heart. I got to participate in what I believe is a divine calling on my life. And it was just the encouragement I needed to keep believing God has a bigger plan for my life than I can see or imagine.
If you want to get involved in the issue, check out www.unchartedinternational.org/traffic (it’s still a work in progress so be patient with us!)
