"O LORD, you hear the desire of the afflicted;
you will strengthen their heart; you will incline your ear
to do justice to the fatherless and the oppressed..." -Psalm 10:17
I read an article on CNN's website yesterday about a woman deceived into coming to the U.S. and being forced and threatened into working in a sweatshop.
What stuck out to me the most was that her trafficker had multiple victims and was sentenced to six months house arrest.
Six months house arrest? Are you kidding me?
Our laws dictate that our society finds trading a drug more worthy of punishment than trading a person.
I cannot comprehend that.
I'll admit that my heart and my mind was tired of the dress this morning. It was cold and windy out, and I got rain in my shoes and down my legs and all over everything I own. But after reading her story, there is nothing else I'd rather wear today.
"Rest assured, any movement towards freedom or life, towards God or others, will be opposed."
PS- A picture of the dress- by request. (For the record, I am not a lover of taking pictures of myself. which is another entry entirely. Let's just say- I am feeling challenged by wearing the same thing every day. It often tells more about me than I wish to know.)