Sunday, April 25, 2010

Toys for the children

I mentioned in my previous post how the children at the school/orphanage that is managed by CHO don't have their own stuffed toy. Well, they will soon. We are shipping a box full of stuffed toys out this week so that each child at Safe Haven will soon be able to cuddle up at night with a soft toy that is just for them :)

Friday, April 16, 2010

Not forgotten



















Its been a while since we blogged. Not surprised really, life happens and things just sort of move on. It isn't front and center in your life. Job, family, bills, etc. But I have not forgotten.



Those children are in my heart and my mind every day. I think about them, I miss them. I wonder what they are doing.

I wonder if they have eaten today? Did they get to sleep through the night without worrying about their safety. Have they been hugged today? Have they been told that someone loves them?





Every time I look around at the excess that my family has, the toys my daughter just leaves on the floor, not to be touched or even looked at for days, maybe even weeks, I think of the little girl I saw who was playing with the tape reel of an old broken cassette tape and the boy playing with sticks, in the midst of so much trash. Those images stick with me.

I think about the school at CHO, where orphans and trafficked children live. A woman I met while we were there said she would love for each child to have their own soft, stuffed toy. They don't. My child has dozens.

Today when my daughter was playing outside in the water hose and her pool, I think of the children I saw playing in dirty water.

When I don't finish all my food, I think of the waste and wonder if those kids have eaten even once today.

I miss them.




Sunday, April 4, 2010

I dont want to forget


Of all the things that I saw while I was in Cambodia, especially Poipet, the thing that bothered me the most, that I felt could be easily fixed was the abundance of trash everywhere. And I mean everywhere. It was disturbing. I understand that if the people are so desperate that they will sell their children so that they can eat, that they can not afford to pay for someone to take away their trash but seriously why wont the government do something about this problem? I hurt for the people that they do not even understand basic sanitation. The children live amongst this filth. As you can see from the first 2 pictures the children are having one of their school on the mat classes right in the middle of the trash and animal waste.











Irony

Erin here. So Cambodia. I can't believe you have come and gone. It seems like yesterday when I was planning my trip, planning what to do about my daughter, what about my work here at home? Well, I'm home. Funny how things didn't fall apart while I was gone. Things are actually amazing. Work is amazing, in the 6+ years I have been on staff here at Buckhead Church, this is the first Easter weekend that I have not been extremely anxious and ~ Ill admit ~ stressed out!
Funny huh? God is good like that. He has a sense of humor and he is always listening.

Remember what I wrote a few posts ago, that I was afraid to go and really see people who had been trafficked? I talk about it here at home and fight it and all that goes with that, but going to a place where I will actually see it made me think of what it might be like for someone who supports AIDS research but then is actually given the opportunity to sit next to someone while they are given the news they have the disease or to sit next to someone with the disease while they are in the hospital?














Well, God showed up in Cambodia in that exact scene. And the person who needed to see the sick with AIDS was me. I have never been in the presence of someone that sick. Someone who is struggling to breath, to eat, or to drink even a tiny bit of water. Someone who is so frail and weak that you cannot imagine how they have any strength at all.

One of the amazing things that CHO does is provide nursing care and food for some of the patients at a government hospital in Poipet. Because we wanted to get a holistic picture of what CHO does, this hospital was on the top of our list of places to visit our first morning on the ground. The hospital, as you can see from below, is not providing the kind of care that these patients deserve. Right now the patients with AIDS and the patients with Tuberculosis SHARE a room! The hospital is a concrete building with no air conditioning, open windows, no sanitation and very very little medical supplies.





























There were 5 women here with AIDS and 2 with TB. The TB patients do wear masks over their faces but seriously they still SHARE a room with women who are extremely sick with AIDS.

Most of the patients here don't have family. Most of them are ostracized from their family and only have the nurses here to care for them. The woman pictured below is an exception. The woman in the green skirt and orange top has her husband to care for her. He was there while we were there, rubbing her arms and legs and caressing her hair. He too has AIDS, but he is healthier than she is so he cares for her. It was a very touching scene, the nurse says he comes often.





Friday, April 2, 2010

Kelli said it well - It is hard to shake off the experience that we had together in Cambodia - Thank God. We all have the tendency to run -- to go back to the good work we were already doing. The children of Cambodia as cute as they are can become out of site, out of mind.
But I don't think the Holy Spirit is going to let that happen. He is working at our hearts. He is calling us to not forget what we have seen and heard - much as Peter did the early church. But it is going to be difficult.
In going to Poipet and Siem Reap we not only want God to teach us - and to impact our hearts - but we truly want to help the local church and partner there to bring Life Transformation on their community. We want to see the demand for these children reduced by a healthy society. We want to see the education of the children improved, along with their health and family relationships. We want to see businesses flourish and clean water made available. We want safe neighborhoods, that are clean and no longer laden with bacteria. We want a police department and legal system that protects and serves the people, especially the children.
Our team is readying to meet with GlobalX staff to discuss how this might come about. Pray for us to be well prepared and intent on finding how Jesus would walk inPoipet. May we clearly know and see His purposes and learn to work together serving our new partners in Christ.

Tim Neet

Home

According to our blog, it looks like we never arrived back to the States. Let me assure you, we are alive and well back home in Atlanta. :)

We’ve been home now five days. One minute it seems we never left and the next, I dream that I’m still there in Poipet or Siem Reap.

What a whirlwind our journey has been. I’m still trying to make sense of it all (which is an extremely taxing and impossible..if I might add..task).

There is so much work to be done it can leave you paralyzed for a bit if you allow it. But we can’t allow it! There is so much need and as the Brooke Fraser song says, “now that I have seen, I am responsible.” What a statement. What a truth.

So where do we go from here?

Now that we are home, back to our lives, jobs, family and friends…now that we are back into our routines, I don’t want to forget. If I’m really honest with you, I have a tendency to allow the things that overwhelm me to drift away. Not always…but sometimes.

Cambodia has changed my life…as it should. I’d hate to experience and see what I’ve seen and not be changed. That would be tragic.

Continue to pray for us..but more importantly, continue to pray for the people of Cambodia, CHO, White Dove, IJM and especially those women and children bound in the chains of human trafficking…may it one day be a distant memory here on earth.

love. kelli

Monday, March 29, 2010

Yesterday (Friday) began with a 5 AM departure to the Angkor Wat temple area – expecting to see a beautiful sunrise. We are confident the sun did rise – but we didn’t see it as a layer of clouds got in the way – followed by some light showers – which did at least cool things down a bit. Today we will tour the temples and hopefully gain a little more insight on the history and spiritual development of this land.

It is amazing the number of people that we have met serving God in Cambodia who have attended and been impacted by a North Point Church. Yesterday we visited the new office of the International Justice Mission in Siem Reap and there met Laura, a recent graduate of UGA, currently serving on an intern assignment in Phnom Penh. She had attended both the Athens and North Point campuses and seemed excited for some connections from home. She and one of her co-workers joined us for dinner – at our guesthouse. We also met Heather – a young woman from Marietta (Mount Parin North) who works with White Dove, an organization working to rescue and equip young women.

IJM is just in the process of opening a new office in Siem Reap as they seek to develop a presence and expand their influence with the Cambodian government and legal systems. Pray for them as they seek to locate indigenous Christian Lawyers, Social Workers, Administrators and Investigators. This is not an easy task in a country primarily made up of Buddhist and Hindus. Less than 1 percent of the population are Christian.

Bonnie did a great job of describing for us issues of sex trafficking in Cambodia and the niche that IJM was seeking to fill. Bonnie is a Social Worker and part of the team who engages when an orchestrated rescue is being planned. IJM investigators will have determined that “minor girls” are being prostituted in a certain establishment and will coordinate with Cambodian Police and Courts so that a successful raid and rescue can be initiated. They not only want to free the girls – but also collect sufficient evidence and forensics to lead to a prosecution of the perpetrators. Prior to the raid, the IJM investigators and operators will have collected video and physical evidence of the child abuse – but hopefully keep their investigation secret enough that word is not leaded out and the young girls moved to another location and out of reach.

When the raid takes place, Bonnie and her social work comrades will immediately take charge of the under-age girls. They will provide them a care kit containing many things that help to put the child at ease, including some fresh appropriate clothes, toiletries, maybe an Asian Doll or some games to play. A raid can be very traumatic for a little child who is already grossly traumatized and distrustful on anyone – especially men – and often policemen. Local police sometimes turn their heads, for the various favors that they are offered at the Brothel - free of charge.

Many of these children do not have legal documents reflecting their birthdays – they in fact are likely in the country illegally. They have been told to lie about their age and to do everything they can to protect their owners. It is a difficult task to separate truth from fiction in this environment. The local police need to treat these girls as the victims of abuse – regardless of whether they are in the country legally, and regardless of whether they had the physical opportunities to flee. Children can easily be put under the mental and emotional control of an adult who controls their food and self identity and continually threatens physical harm to the girls or to their families or children. IJM works as an advocate for these children along with local indigenous lawyers and social workers. The children will be assessed in a placed with an appropriate church or NGO who can lead them towards recovery from extreme abuse.

Once the child is through the various crisis stages – IJM will work to see if effective testimony can be given. This testimony is critical for a comprehensive prosecution of the perpetrators (Brothel owners, recruiters, etc) As stated in Isaiah 1:17, it is important to “rebuke the oppressor,” but the greatest impact of a successful prosecution is the testimony that it provides to other pimps and brothel owners, that they are no longer safe from substantial prosecution – and that they are likely to find themselves behind bars in very difficult circumstances.

While the release is very important to the individual girls that have been rescued – the greatest impact comes from improvement in the police and legal systems, equipping the indigenous people to care for their owns. Rather than just individual lives being saved – IJM works to eradicate systems of injustice which if allowed to continue will result in an ever increasing number of victims, regardless of how many are rescued.
IJM has a primary focus on underage children who have been taken into this sexual darkness. While it is true that their systems are designed to protect the minor rather than attack prostitution in general, adult prostitutes of legal age may also benefit from IJM’s actions if they are seeking relief and another way of life.

Prostitution isn’t necessarily illegal in Cambodia, as long as the woman is over 18. It is however illegal for a business or individual to be involved in the buying and selling of sexual services of someone else. This sometimes makes the prosecution strategies more difficult and complex, thus experience is paramount.

Pray that this new IJM location will be blessed by God and that they will be able to hire the Christian Staff that they need to make this new office effective at transforming the rule of law in Cambodia – protecting children in ways that the church may find difficult to address.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Who is willing to pay?

Great problems are solved only at a great cost. Evil doesn’t go away quietly. Broken systems do not change without struggle. When Jesus stepped into our broken world to defeat sin and death, it cost his life. Not just his time, energy, and effort. His life. Redemption costs something. Someone has to be spent. I mean, name the issue, point to the place: trafficking in Cambodia and Thailand, the devastation in Haiti, genocide in Rwanda, hatred and killing in Sudan, ethnic cleansing in the Balkans, starvation in Somalia or China, gang violence and drug abuse in downtown Atlanta – these problems don’t just go away.

Someone has to be spent.














As I’m looking out the window at the trash dump that is Poi Pet, I’m overwhelmed. Halfhearted measures and temporary concern won’t change a thing in this place. I’m reminded of when Paul wrote in Colossians 1:24:

“Now I rejoice in what was suffered for you, and I fill up in my flesh what is still lacking in regard to Christ’s afflictions, for the sake of his body which is the church.”

There’s more work to be done, Paul is saying. More to be sacrificed. More to be suffered. He’s not saying that Jesus’ sacrifice was incomplete. No, Jesus died once, for all, for all time. But cultures are still broken. Peoples are still living in darkness. Things like sex slavery still exist. And if we want to take what Jesus has done and make it a reality in a place like Poi Pet, we’ll have to suffer too. We’ll have to sacrifice too. We’ll have to be spent as well. Because redemption costs something, and we’re going to have to fill up in our flesh what’s lacking, what is still yet to be paid.

People are going to have to give. Some people are going to have to go. Some people are going to have to go and stay a while. Some are going to have to choke on this dust and smell these sewers for a while. Someone is going to have to go to these muddy villages and teach for a while. Someone is going to have to love on these girls who’ve escaped the brothels for a while. Somone is going to have to give micro loans and cows and seeds to parents so they won’t sell their children for income. It’s going to take time. It’s not going to be easy or fast. And someone, maybe lot’s of someones are going to have to fund it all.





















Bottom line is that it’s going to cost us if we want to do something about sex trafficking in Poi Pet. Or hey Buckhead church folks, it’s going to cost us if we want to see salvation & redemption come to Buckhead. And I pray that I, that we would be a people who are willing to pay that price. I hope we will not shrink back. I mean seriously, imagine what we could do in our days. Imagine what God could do through us in Buckhead and in place around the globe like Poi Pet in these days! Imagine what we could look back on 10, 15, 50 years from now and say, “can you believe that God used us to do THAT?!” It’s possible. Seriously! God desires to do immeasurably more than all that we ask or imagine according to his power that is at work within us.

We just have to be willing to pay the price. Our God is a God who gets right down in the middle of the mess, the brokenness, the dirty, the ugly, and the sin of this world, and it will cost something to join him.

Purses for Promises

Promises for a better life, promises for a future, promises that never again will she have to endure the life she has come from.

This week while we have been here in the wonderful country of Cambodia we have visited many places and met many people. Our purpose here is to observe, learn and try to process all that we have seen in order to make a plan for future teams to come back.

One of the organizations we visited works to rehabilitate women who have been trafficked. We heard an amazing story about one woman that I want to share with you.

A woman was sold into trafficking by her family because they were lead to believe that she was going to go into a better city and work for a family as a house keeper or cook. Her family was tricked and she was sold into prostitution.

Once her family found out what really happened they began to look for her. After many years of being trafficked, she was arrested for having a fake passport. Once she was taken into custody, she began a long journey of trying to prove her real identity. Because she had been trafficked across many different city borders no one knew where she had really come from and she had no proof. She was put in jail.

During her time in jail her family and several organizations were looking for her. She was finally found and then began the long process of her family trying to prove her identity {there is no such thing as a social security card or birth certificate here for the poor, her family had to go to their village and have the elders in the village say they knew her and she lived there, they guaranteed their word with their thumb prints}. While she waited in jail for her family to gather the resources necessary to prove who she is she learned how to make purses.

When she was finally released from jail she joined the above organization for a time of restoration and healing. While she lived in the home she was able to teach her trade to other women. Those women made these purses!








































They are made from really hard strips of plastic. They are extremely well made and will probably last your entire life time and maybe even your child's, they are so sturdy!

I bought the ones above and would like to offer them to you. I would like to sell them to you and then send the money back to the women.

Each woman in the shelter is given a salary comparable to the wage she would make in a brothel or karaoke bar {also like a brothel}. She is paid because she produces wonderful goods like the purses above. I also bought aprons, cards and wallets. They are all handmade by these amazing women.

Will you join me in helping these women? Will you buy one of these purses and help these women achieve a better life?

If you are interested in one of the purses just comment here or email me at mckennah1972@gmail.com. I am open to any price but of course will sell it to the person with the highest "bid".

How amazing is it to be a part of changing a woman's life?

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Anthem

I woke up this morning with an anthem in my head:

“my God’s not dead
He’s surely alive
and He’s living on the inside
roaring like a lion.”

What a way to start off the morning!

Yesterday was such a mind-blowing day. It was one of those days were you have to stop and ask, “God, did you really just allow me the honor of being in this moment here with these people?”

What an amazing organization CHO is. The depth of their love for this country sets the bar so high for us all. From the dignity they try to bring to those dying from AIDS to the hope they try to bring to trafficked children, I am honored to call the people at CHO friends. They are an inspiration.

I wish I could put into words what we have experienced these past few days. Sadly I can’t. Maybe the words will find themselves to me soon enough. I hope so. I don’t want to hold the thoughts captive in my head just for me to sort through.

But for now, I am praying for an awakening over this country…over this city…over these beautiful people. Praying their hearts will swell with the knowledge and hope in another song that’s been ringing in my heart… “for You and You alone awake my soul.”

love.
Kelli

“Let hope rise. Darkness tremble.
In Your holy light
And every eye will see Jesus our God
Great and mighty to be praised.”

The Children

The children here are so beautiful. We have had so much fun visiting with them. They are everywhere. Yesterday when we visited one of the villages to see one of the sewing co~ops the children surrounded us like a little swarm. When we first arrived there were a few children and those few followed us to the back of the road to the sewing room. We talked a bit to the women sewing and when we turned around there were about 15 children! It was precious!

Here are a few pictures of some of the children we have seen while we have been in Poipet.














This boy was at the village where we were able to see “School on the Mat” in session. He was playing while some of the other children were in school.












Here he is again.












This tiny, tiny little girl was so shy. She would not look at me or smile. I just got lucky with this picture.

Are you noticing all of the trash that surrounds these children?














I think this is the sister of the little girl above. She was so sweet. She did smile at me!












Some of the children from “School on a Mat” singing a song with hand motions.












These are the same children from above doing one of their lessons.












The children are putting out the mat for school at a different village.












This is our friend Kip, an Australian man, here with the organization “Be a Hero”. He was playing Mouy, Mouy, Bee {Duck, Duck Goose} with the children!












The little boy was trying so hard to catch Kip!


















These children live on the grounds at the hospital, we believe their parents work there.












Precious little man! So funny! It took him a while to warm up to us but once he did he followed us around and would push us and then laugh.












So pretty!












This boy is 7 years old, he has HIV, and his parents are dead.
























School children.


















Little poser!














Street girl playing with her toy zebra.


















This precious girl lived in a village where there is a sewing school.

Isn’t she beautiful?


















This little boy just tore my heart out! He is covered in little round sores all over his body. I am not sure what he has, someone suggested infantigo.


















Look at that beautiful face, precious.