Imagine

Imagine that you have a precious 10 year old daughter. She loves to dance in the rain, play on a swing, sing songs in the car. She brightens your day. Now imagine that she is missing. She never came home from school one day. You waited for her with a snack, but she didn't come. Imagine your panic. You call the school, you call all her friends. Your mind thinks the worst. You pray. You call the police who take forever in coming. What would you do?

Now imagine that she has been missing for two weeks. The police come to talk to you at your house where you have been waiting by the phone for any good word. The police tell you that they think they know where your daughter is. They have a source that thinks they saw her in a brothel in another town. Imagine your horror at hearing this. Your precious, innocent little daughter is being forced to do horrible things with men. The police then tell you that it will be another couple of days before they can arrange for a rescue of her. What would you do?

Imagine that you are the father. You find out where this brothel is. Would you wait the couple of days that the police said it would take? Would you go there yourself to rescue your baby? Imagine pretending to be a customer so that you could see if it is your daughter. The brothel owner brings out a young girl, but it is not your daughter. Your heart sinks. You wanted to find your little girl so desperately. Now you see another sweet little girl about her age who is standing in front of you. You see the fear in her eyes. Could you leave without her?

Imagine that as you sit there, staring at this little girl, you hear a scream in another room. You know that it is your daughter's voice. The brothel owner tells you that it is just another customer enjoying his time. Would you not at that time do everything within you to get your daughter? Would you break down the walls? Would you hurt those who have hurt your daughter? Could you leave without her?

Every day there are little girls who get taken and forced into prostitution. What will you do?

Comments

linda in washougal said…
for now, I will cry. thanks for the insightful post. I need to do something more useful than cry about it.
September 17, 2010 at 7:44 PM
Kim said…
Can I link this to my facebook account? Troy says it should go viral, but he also asked me not to read any more of your stuff to him - it's too much.
September 18, 2010 at 3:55 AM
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