Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Pray For Me (A Cry for Dignity)

Pray for me.

Set my heart free.

I crouch in darkness. Fearing what lies in the corners of their minds. Will I even make it 'till morning?

Do you love me? Do you even see me? Can you hear me breathing...?

I breathe. I feel. Though I wish I could emerge into the safety of my thoughts... thoughts have been robbed.

The very recesses of my mind; violated.

I want to be somewhere else.

Pray for me.

I am blonde, brunette, fair, dark, tall, short...


I am invisible; a forsaken treasure that no longer shines.

Pray for me.

I want to see the light. The light has been gone from me for so long that I fear it's presence will pierce my very soul. Will it judge me? Will it cause me to cower in my shame? Shame that was pulled over me, like an exhausting curtain.

I want to breathe again. How do I breathe!?!

Pray for me.

Do I have value? Do I even dare to ask for worth? What makes me think that I could even BEGIN to know what it's like to not shrink from the hands that were meant to protect me?

Pray for me.

I want to be a mother, a friend, a child...

...a daughter, a wife, a PERSON.

I don't want to be in this prison, or exist in the hell that has seized me. I never chose this. I was caught, beaten, tricked, lied to, and condemned. Is there an exit?

How can I emerge from this suffocating shell; letting everyone see that I am really the glistening pearl inside? That I was crafted by the One Who's very ocean of Grace could cover me? I don't know how, because I have never been told that I have worth.

Pray for me.

Please, no more fear. No more pain. No more hunger. My stomach claws for food. My baby screams for shelter. My sisters go missing, and I cannot bear to hear that one more child will ever know the pain I have endured.

My heart grasps desperately to hold onto the very idea of grace.


Who will find me? Who is willing to reach out and shatter the cold glass of indifference? Ignorance.

Will you,

Pray for me?

Isaiah 10:1-2
“Woe to those who make unjust laws, to those who issue oppressive decrees, to deprive the poor of their rights and withhold justice from the oppressed of my people, making widows their prey and robbing the fatherless.”

Dear friends,

Did you know that when you drop to your knees, and pray for the precious ones who are enslaved in the trafficking industry, you are fighting a REAL war? Did you know that war is raged against YOU too? Against YOUR children? When we are ignorant, or indifferent, we are weakened, blinded, and paralyzed. If we are not willing to fight against the evils of this world, we are never going to see the darkness recede. God has placed the least of these into our care. He is bending His ear to our prayers...waiting for us to LOVE someone that we don't even know! Love them SO MUCH, that we cannot do anything but drop to our knees. The same kind of love He has for us. His love knows no boundaries.

When the enemy says that you are without power, KNOW YOU ARE STANDING WITH THE GOD OF THE ANGEL ARMIES! He will not be moved! To be a warrior, you must be willing to FIGHT. What an HONOR it is to be placed under the command of the Great I AM. He hears their cries. Do you? Do I?

Let us hold one another accountable. Educate each another. Let us band together, as Christian brothers and sisters. No more INJUSTICE!

Until Next Time,

The Carpenter's Daughter

To all the ones fighting this war, thank you. I am proud to call you my friends, and Some of you have LITERALLY put your lives on the line. There are prayer warriors, moms, kids, many who have had ENOUGH.

Praise be to God, the One who first loved us. The One who saw us in our plight, and came to our rescue.


  1. LOVE IT!! Thanks for the reminder! I also think about the verse in Exodus when the Israelites are freaking out because they are at the Red Sea and the Egyptian army is coming. God say, "I will fight for you, you only need be still." How true that is for us when we are struggling, but for others too. He will ALWAYS fight for us, we just need to ask Him to do it.

    Lots of love and hugs.

  2. So true, Elizabeth. Great scripture reference and point. I love you too!

  3. Beautifully written. Thank you. I needed something to get me out of myself today.

  4. Precious Kim, you have been through so much. Thank you, and God bless your sweet family.

  5. Very nice; you're quite a poet!

    Came by through The Homeschool Lounge,

  6. Thank you, how sweet of you to say that. Thanks for stopping by.