Rejecting apathy.

"After returning to the states, I emailed our contact in Cambodia to see if he could send me any “relics” from sex slavery in Cambodia for a human trafficking museum I was opening in Missouri. The next week he emailed me back and told me about some pajamas he recently recovered in a brothel raid. They belonged to a 7-year-old girl in the village where he was based. The only problem, he explained, was that they were still stained with her blood from sexual abuse.

When most men first start looking at pornography, they often fail to consider the consequences of their actions. But the other end of pornography is the blood-stained pajamas of 7-year-old girls."
Benji Nolot, Does Modern Slavery Start at Home? @ Reject/Apathy

Benji Nolot brought those pajamas to The Call Sacramento last year.

Every time I read something about sex trafficking something burns inside of me. Just thinking of a girl being paid for a service, like a machine, makes holy indignation rise up inside of me.

And I know it is His heart beating inside of me, breaking inside of me.

At The Call, Benji spoke to the crowd of about 10,000 or so. He described the injustice. For some reason, details made it more tangible. When the senses are activated, so is the heart. Actually seeing the pajamas before us, a holy weeping swept across the entire assembly. The weight of a holy heart breaking bore down upon us along with the intense physical heat of September in Sacramento. We prayed. A spirit of intercession like I had never experienced before rested upon us as “groans that words cannot express” wracked our bodies. Tears. Sweat. Snot. There were no holds barred as the heart of the Father poured out upon His children.

Reading this article reminded me of the impartation given that day, fanned the flame of His heart in mine, to care, to do justly, to reject apathy.

Exceptional moment.

I treasure these.

Heavenly.

Favorite album at the moment. So uplifting. So true. So raw.

I'm looking forward to listening to this over and over again while road-tripping from California to Colorado. Perfect music to meditate on His face throughout the summer spent amidst His creation and beauty.

Upcoming adventure.

My wanderlust is finally getting answered! In about a week I'm flying to the Dominican Republic to write the stories and photograph the people. I. Can't. Wait.

Psalm 1.

I want to be like a tree planted by the stream of living water.

Some friends and I went to Pasadena this weekend for a conference and, even though it was cloudy, spring had sprung in full force with beautiful tall trees. Something is growing.

We found a great coffee place full of knick-knacks and treasures.










My favorites.

If it's not Jesus, it's not Justice.

A series of articles have been published by CNN on human trafficking. It's taken long enough for this to go mainstream, but if we are working with perverted and corrupted governments we are gonna need something bigger than our humanitarian efforts.

Movement.

This is what God is doing right now. This is His heart for the nations. This is the movement.

We need more.

More quality. More beauty. More glory.

History lesson.

From Big Tent revivals to Holy Ghost parties.

Bottom photo by Carter Moore.

Zinzendorf.

Have you ever heard of this guy? If ever you need a hero to look up to, he would be it. Any of the Moravians would fit the bill. He started a 100 year long prayer meeting in Herrnhut, Germany, and saw God move in revival simply because of his obedience to seek the face of God. Count Zinzendorf is my hero, along with William Wilberforce, but he's a different story.

Here is a FREE and POWERFUL worship song. Gettit.