Note to Self: Free the Slaves

December 1, 2014
Day 1

Can I do this? Actually wear a dress everyday for the next 30 days? Can I bring attention to the plight of women around the world who have been captured and held hostage by the brutal enemy of sex trafficking?  Will my voice be heard? Will I make a difference?

I do not have the answers to the questions above.  I don't.  The temptation is to believe that I do not have a voice that is loud enough, strong enough...eloquent enough, educated enough... to make a difference.  But I have a voice.

My voice may be small.
My voice may not have all the answers.
I have a voice.

So I will use my voice- though seemingly limited in my own estimation- to bring awareness to all things feminine and beautiful throughout the month of December.

Breast Cancer awareness was October
Men's Health awareness was November

Why not celebrate the Freedom and Health that is found in Christ alone during the same month we host events and gatherings in His name?  Why not?  Why not BELIVE there is JOY to be FOUND in setting the CAPTIVES FREE?  

Here goes...something...possibly EVERYTHING to someone who has been enslaved. 
Here is my picture from Day 1.  

photo credit Kyle Morris (my favorite youngest son!) and my side kick Abbi Rose #puppylove!

#Dressember   #YouCanDoAnythingInADress
#HumanTrafficking   #EndSlaveryNow

          The Year of the Lord’s Favor

The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me,
    because the Lord has anointed me
    to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
    to proclaim freedom for the captives
    and release from darkness for the prisoners,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor
    and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,

    and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
    instead of ashes,
the oil of joy
    instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
    instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
    a planting of the Lord
    for the display of his splendor.

The Word. Worship.  Prayer.
These are my Roots.