The Good Life--for All
When I go out for dinner, I almost always forget to quit eating the free appetizers before I’m too full for the meal. Chips and salsa. Buttery dinner rolls. Endless French fries. How do you say no to that? Good thing I’m not quite elegant enough to refuse a takeout box.
The problem comes when I step out of the restaurant and realize my car is the opposite direction as the movie theater. Do I ask my poor husband to walk all the way back to the car or do I endure the inconvenience of carrying around the Styrofoam box?
All these troublesome little problems melted away one night when we went to see the movie Taken, a story that, in all its Hollywood glory, revealed the dark world of human trafficking. My paradigm shifted. I had known of prostitution, of course, and even at some level knew the women were in danger; but I hadn’t opened my eyes to their desperate situation.
After watching Taken, I knew I had to find out more. Does this really happen today?
Click HERE to read the rest of the story.
The problem comes when I step out of the restaurant and realize my car is the opposite direction as the movie theater. Do I ask my poor husband to walk all the way back to the car or do I endure the inconvenience of carrying around the Styrofoam box?
All these troublesome little problems melted away one night when we went to see the movie Taken, a story that, in all its Hollywood glory, revealed the dark world of human trafficking. My paradigm shifted. I had known of prostitution, of course, and even at some level knew the women were in danger; but I hadn’t opened my eyes to their desperate situation.
After watching Taken, I knew I had to find out more. Does this really happen today?
Click HERE to read the rest of the story.


