One Small Voice

AJ_EndItI first heard about human trafficking when I was in college. An article I read detailed the horrors of children in Asia, harbored as slaves, kept in the same cages we use to transport our pets. The thought that something so appalling could happen in our world kept me awake at night, stole my appetite. Rendered me powerless.

But for me, it was just that. A thought. An article I read. Nothing compared to the reality that is slavery for 20 to 30 million people every day.

The fact that we even have a number for it staggers me. How can we have a statistic for the insurmountable injustice and not have done anything about the people behind those numbers? How do we even acquire these statistics? Go to the slave yards and houses, get the numbers, and leave the victims to suffer?

And what can average me do about it? Cry? Feel a tinge of regret that it’s happening then go on with my comfortable life?

Since reading that article, I’ve been overseas. Encountered street children in the Philippines. Spoken with victims of sex trafficking in the red light district of Holland. Seen children lined up “for sale” in Tijuana. And I’ve been here, in our own “back yard.” Driving home at midnight, stopping because there’s a girl on the corner who looks like she could be my niece. And she doesn’t want help because she fears for her life at the hands of her traffickers.

It happens here, you know. In the city and the suburbs.

And it makes me sick. Drives me to depression sometimes just thinking that slavery has never really been abolished, like they say. But that’s not enough! Feeling sick and depressed about something so awful is not gonna do anything.

So I told my sister I want to raise awareness, want to do something. I’m writing a book, starting a blog. But what can my one, little, average voice do? Especially when there’s so many voices out there, clamoring for attention. And my sister reminded me…we need all the voices we can get. No matter how small, no matter how average—every voice that rises in outcry against the injustice of modern slavery is one more voice in the battle for freedom.

“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy.” (Proverbs 31:8-9)



  1. Hi, I’ve just read a few posts on your blog and some of them really spoke to me! This one was no exception! I’m in university and I’m actually working on a paper about human trafficking and sex slavery, so this post was of particular interest to me. Ever since starting my paper I’ve basically been obsessed with finding out more about this horrible thing that, like you said, is happening even in our own neighbourhoods. I feel overwhelmed with the desire to do something, but I have no idea what to do. It was very inspiring to read your post and see that there are many ways to do something about it. I look forward to your book and future posts!


    1. Taylor, thanks for your encouraging words. I appreciate you taking the time to comment. It’s inspiring to see someone so young with a desire to use her gifts for good. You have a gift, and I’m sure you have many. I’m learning how important it is to invest my gifts where I am to make a difference. I’m just an average wife & mom, but I know God can use me to do something beyond average. You, too. You’re not just a university student. You have a strong and powerful voice that can and will be used to bring freedom to those in slavery. I’m looking forward to seeing what God does through your precious life.


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