A few months back, I was the best man in my best friend’s wedding. It was one of the best weekends of my life, to watch and experience true love between two of my greatest friends was an honor to be a part of. Jessica looked beautiful and I could tell how excited Zac was for their future together. The inspiration I receive from these two servants of Christ cannot be understated.
I write that in positive light, while there was a moment of darkness that caught my attention over the celebration weekend. The day before the wedding, 4 of my best friends and I went to get our tuxes fitted in the morning before heading out to go play little bat. Little Bat is a hilarious/fun game of essentially baseball in a tennis court with a tennis ball and a souvenir bat. If you went to Geneva, you knew all about the Lil Bat buzz. This is part of my legacy at Geneva College. Haha. But back to the story (If you have ever heard a Sigmon story, you know how easy it is for me to get off track). So the tux guy is talking to us and drops a couple of f-bombs and we were a little taken back, but didn’t really think anything other than, “that was kind of unprofessional”. Then one of my friends, who had just spilled his heart over lunch over deciding whether or not to join up with the National Guard after not feeling fulfilled in what he is currently doing, is overheard by the attendant at this tuxedo shop. The attendant proceeds to tell us he just got out of the Army a year ago and how much (insert female private parts here) he got. That’s all he could talk about, this coming from a man who is now married. He talked about how overseas, not only does sex slavery occur often, it is actually encouraged by the governments.
Now this was not news to me, but this is how the tuxedo salesman was selling the army!!! Not only did I feel a tear coming to my eyes, I was absolutely filled with rage. I didn’t even know what to say or how to respond. My poor friend is responding with awkward laughter, while I am telling another buddy that I’m going to box this guy in the face. Luckily, we ended up just kind of mocking the guy to his face about what he had said and left it alone. In hindsight I wish I would have approached him about it, but anything I would have said would have only been filled with curse words in anger.
Which brings me to my point. I believe that the issue that my generation is going to work hard at trying to stop is sex trafficking. Nearly every sane human being can see the wrong in this activity, that NO human should be forced into this. I think that AIDS is the major issue of the generation before mine (and obviously still an issue to be working at), but that the major one for us will be this terrible crime against humanity. It is one of the hardest things to tackle as it is so underground and secret, but so many groups and organizations are helping. I know that for me, I cannot just keep going on my daily life, working for my own selfishness. I will give to causes that will effectively stop this. Anyone else in? Check these out and figure out what you will sacrifice for them:
http://www.christianitytoday.com/tcw/2008/janfeb/2.21.html
http://www.theblindproject.com/
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