Wednesday, May 27, 2009

I'm a celebrity, get me out of here!

"A groundbreaking, live event airing throughout the month of June it's the ultimate "Swiss Family Robinson" as ten celebrities are dropped into the heart of the jungle to face fun and comedic challenges designed to test their survival skills. America is the puppet master, controlling their favorites by putting them into challenges and tasks to win food, supplies and luxury items. In each episode, friendships will be tested, hilarity will ensue and viewers will decide which celebrities stay or leave. While all participants will be playing for their favorite charities, the last remaining star will be crowned King or Queen of the Jungle, winning the largest share of the prize for donation."  
Is how I'm a celebrity, get me out of here describes itself. 
So why am I telling you about a reality show? Because Stephen Baldwin is playing for Love146! That's pretty exciting. The other exciting thing is that it seems America actually gets to decide who stays or leaves. Did you ever think that you could further abolition by watching a reality TV show? Me neither but hey I'm willing to try. 
In other Baldwin news (I'm a little weirded out that I just wrote that.) Alec Baldwin has been  talking about meeting with Rob Morris and his support of Love146. 
News like this is exciting but it takes a movement to abolish slavery. So, to Stephen, Alec, Liz T, Sally R, Spike J and everyone else who raises their voice and joins the movement - Keep going.

with joy,


Wednesday, May 13, 2009

When tomorrow comes

When I think of people who have really changed the world, they all seem to have something in common. They all share an amazing ability to not only see the world as it is, but also as it could be. Think about Desmond Tutu, Nelson Mandela, William Wilberforce, Gandhi, Jesus, Martin Luther King Jr., etc. I could go on and on. None of these people lived in denial of their current circumstances or the realities of the injustices they were confronting. They saw the world as it was. But they saw something else as well.

I have a picture of Martin Luther King Jr. on my desk. There is a throng of people around him all trying to get his attention. But he is looking beyond them, staring off into the distance. There is a look in his eyes that grips me. It’s as if something else has caught his attention. I think he was seeing another world. A world that he called a dream. The world as it was meant to be. A world without injustice.

We live in a world where children, the most innocent and vulnerable among us, suffer from horrendous injustices. I see a different world for children. A world where children are not sold as commodities. A world where children are safe. Where they are free. Where they can play and not be afraid. A world where they can just be children.

Can you see it?

For several years, my oldest daughter and I celebrated her birthdays by going to see a Broadway show together. One of our favorite shows is Les Miserables. At the end of the play, the cast begins to march toward the audience singing an invitation to join them in their fight. When I first heard it, I about jumped out of my seat to join them on stage. There is something about an invitation to not only see another world, but to do something about bringing it as well. That kind of invitation resonates inside of the deepest part of me. I’d like to extend to you, the same invitation:
"Do you hear the people sing?
Singing the songs of angry men?
It is the music of a people who will not be slaves again
When the beating of your heart, echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes

Will you join in our crusade?

Who will be strong and stand with me?
Somewhere beyond the barricade
Is there a world you long to see?
Do you hear the people sing
Say, do you hear the distant drums?
It is the future that they bring
When tomorrow comes!"

Will you join us? I want to be in this with you.


Friday, May 8, 2009

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You know she deserves it...

Monday, May 4, 2009

Make me a bird...

There is a scene in the movie Forrest Gump that shreds me every time I see it. When young Forrest and little Jenny are running to get away from Jenny’s abusive father, they hide out in a field and Jenny desperately prays; “Dear God, make me a bird. So I could fly far. Far far away from here.”

This past week I had the staggering privilege of being with children who are getting their wings back. Wings that were once broken are being made strong again. While we celebrated the opening of our new safehome in the Philippines, I watched as children danced and sang. I watched them giggle and laugh like children should. I watched children fly. I live for these moments. Tonight, I’m going to hold my kids. I may never let go.

Our girls at the opening of the Round Home...Are those wings I see?