We got trouble: right here in River City

Does anyone even remember this line from the musical, The Music Man?  All my life I have heard this when bigger-than-life problems hit closer to home than we imagined.  That’s what happened when I read last Saturday’s newspaper headline about sex trafficking.

Sex trafficking? You mean women who choose prostitution as a job? No. Sex slavery. These are predators who steal or buy children then force them to have sex with grown men up to 12-20 times a day. I’m talking 5-12 year old children.  These are predators who ship women across country borders with the promise of a better job. But in reality they steal these women’s passports, take them to places where they don’t know the language, and then beat or rape them into submission. They are sex slaves. Forced to do whatever their oppressors demand.

Now put all this horror right here in little ole Knoxville. Or Atlanta. Or Los Angeles. Or Thailand. When it is your daughter, or son, does it matter what city you live in?

I have been reading like a fiend and meeting people who are making a huge difference in this battle. Let me recommend you read: Just Courage, by Gary Haugen. He asks haunting questions when calling us out of the shadows of Christian apathy and comfort.

Do you want to be safe or brave?

We love, and are made in the image of, the God of justice. We rarely talk about Him like this, but He talks about it all the time.

He has shown you, O man, what is good;
And what does the LORD require of you
But to do justly,
To love mercy,
And to walk humbly with your God?”
Micah 6:8

1 million.

That’s how many children are trafficked for sex each year. That doesn’t include the helpless, defenseless women.

I want to just start the conversation. I want to ring the alarm. I want to ask you to ask God to show you what justice means in His opinion. Ask, watch and listen for His answers. Then ask Him what  He has put in you to help bring justice to the world.  If you are alive and you are free, then you have a mission.

Evil triumphs when good men and women do nothing.

One thought on “We got trouble: right here in River City

  1. Encouraging blog, Jana. I just spoke about this yesterday with my friend, Tram. She owns a nail place here in Karns where I go. I took my mother there, and we got into a great conversation with her. We all left in tears/challenged realizing that we needed to be involved more…somehow. My mom expressed that having her nails done seemed so futile to children and women in other countries, but I was reminded that when we give money to Tram, she in turn can send money to her extended family/friends. She is from Vietnam. I still keep getting stuff in the mail from Women at Risk(WAR)I somehow need to get involved. Thanks for posting this. It’s help me to jot down my thoughts and make them visible to my mind, not just my emotions of my heart. Accountability. Keep talking on this. It is NEEDED.

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