Today is Day 8 of my fast. Do I think about ice cream? Yes, every hour of every day. I sometimes think, "Hey, I'll go get a bowl." Then I remember. I can't eat it. More importantly, I remember- there are young girls suffering somewhere - right this minute. And I pray.
When I thought of this endeavor, I second guessed myself, thinking that maybe giving up ice cream was childish, something a 12 year old might do. James urged me to go on with the idea, stating that even if everyone else thought it was silly, I would know that it was done out of love for the victims and that is truly a difficult thing for me to do.
Over the past few days I have received reinforcement that this fast was the right thing to do. Friends and family members have commented that their eyes have been opened. Some friends have vowed to spread the word. Donations are already being made to Love146.
Stick around for the journey. Learn more about trafficking and what you can do to fight for justice.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Day 8
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