My eyes have recently been opened to a dark world, one where children are treated horribly. My heart shatters into a million pieces when I think about it.
Which is why when a couple weeks ago, when I was contacted by Operation Underground Railroad (O.U.R.) to help promote awareness and to get donations, It took me forever to contact them back. I wasn’t sure if I could get myself to do it or put that kind of energy on my blog.
It wasn’t until my sister came out for Thanksgiving and went to O.U.R. cross-fit that I remembered to reach back out to O.U.R. The hurt & disgust I felt towards these wicked people was overwhelming. I wanted to help in anyway that I could as I remembered that if someone hadn’t interfered in my life, my life could have been significantly different.
As a newborn I was taken from my home in Georgia. My mom was hosting a “super Saturday” when a lady from the ward came in our home took me and drove off with me. The Bishop of the ward was on his way over to my parents home when he saw the women high-centered on railroad ties. He helped her dislodge her car, and that’s when he noticed me in her car.
I was thankfully returned to my family. She and her boyfriend proceeded to go to San Fransico, leaving her own children and husband behind. She ended up passing away when she was hit by a bus shortly after.
I can’t help but think what my life would have been if my kidnapper wasn’t stopped by my bishop.
How different my life would have been if she had gotten away with it.
Today my heart turns to children who’s kidnappers didn’t get high centered, who’s bishops didn’t rescue them & return them to their families.
But we can help.
Operation Underground Railroad in the past three years of existence, has rescued 745 victims and assisted in the arrests of more than 365 traffickers around the world.
To learn more & to help this noble cause visit http://ourrescue.org with a donation of $50 or more you’ll receive a t-shirt like the one I am wearing in todays blogpost.