brainteaser’s dream

One of our recent “DO something” conversations included a shocking injustice in our world: human trafficking (selling people as sex/labor slaves). The information is staggering. Overwhelming. And seemingly disconnected from my world.

But, during that conversation, Brainteaser left a comment that shook me – a comment that you don’t wanna miss. She told the story of her own sister-in-law’s near-entrance into human trafficking, and how she prayed/worked/begged to stop her from entering slavery. I was stunned to read her words – right here on my.com. Right here in my little corner of the interweb.

Today, Brainteaser is writing about how she won’t stop dreaming. Despite hardship. Despite difficulties. Despite the odds. She won’t let life break her spirit – and I think we could learn a thing or two from her.

Go.

Read.

Dream.

DO: Fight Traffic

Did you know that Sex Trafficking is an ongoing illegal trade in our world?

Did you know that an estimated 17,500 may be imported into the USA each year?

Would you believe that 500,000 women are sold into European prostitution each year?

Can you imagine that most are below the age of 18?

Did you know that at least 10 million are victims of trafficking (both sexual and forced labor), and some say the number might be closer to 25 million?

What in the world can we DO about this?

Don’t just say this is awful, DO something:

http://www.thehomefoundation.net/ – Started by Natalie Grant to fight sex slavery.

ht: natalie grant

(Info taken from www.thehomefoundation.net and www.nataliegrant.com.)

campus safety

Last week, the main-boss-man-officer for campus safety came by our office. He delivered a 15 page manual of instructions of what to do in case of an emergency. I assumed it consisted of the standard stuff we’d all expect: fire. weather concerns (tornado, flood). who to call in case of health emergency. etc.

He showed me the evacuation map:

“Here’s where you go if we have a fire alarm.”

“Here’s where you go in case of evacuation due to a bomb threat.”

Flipping through the book, he showed me the instructions if there’s a shooting and the form that we are to fill out if someone calls in a bomb threat. He said I should have a copy of this form by my phone at all times.

A bomb threat?

A shooting?

While I was relieved that campus safety is taking the time to ensure our well-being, still, it shook me to the core. What kind of world do we live in, if seminary safety officers prepare all departments for potential bomb threats and shootings?

“special” brownies

hey.

so way down in the comments of my recent “lurking” confession, you’ll find a comment by Kristiapplesauce requesting that i post about my favorite brownies.

first, let me say that i don’t eat this kind of special brownies.

i’m sure a lot of you have already seen this, but in case you haven’t, here’s what she’s referring to:

this video really made me think about life. about whether or not i’m really living.

i think, in Christianity, some of us check out too soon.

i go to a church that is vastly made up of grandparents. and most of them have made room for the younger generations to come in and keep the church going. our culture tells us that if we’re not young and trendy and new, then we’re not that valuable. we’re not that important. i think they might be buying into this mindset. i’d give anything for some of them to step back in. for some of them to continue to serve, give, live. sometimes i think they believe they have nothing left to offer.

some of us check out because we are going through a dry season in our faith. we haven’t “heard from God” in a while. we’ve stopped getting the goosebumps when that soloist sings on Sunday mornings. nothing has really “hit” us when we’ve spent time reading the Bible. the church sometimes tells us that if we’re not keenly aware of God, then there is something wrong with us. so we believe we are Spiritually dead. and we check out.

sometimes i think our prayers can sound like the prayers of that cop. “i think we’re dead.”

maybe we’ve allowed ourselves to be taken under the influence of something that clouds our judgment to the point of convincing us we’re already dead.

pick a name, any name

so. last weekend, the news reported a guy in Illinois who changed his name to “In God We Trust”

it reminded me of Hosea’s kids. have you paid attention to the meaning of those names? “not my people” just makes me sad for the kid.

anyway, where was i going with this? oh yeah, let’s say we Christians decided to change our names in order to make a BOLD and RESOUNDING statement about our faith – what would YOUR name be?

me? dang. i’ve gotta think about this… hmmmm………….

ht: already, but not yet