America's Most Wanted travels to Cambodia

One of my (most recent) and biggest heroines, Somaly Mam, was featured on America's Most Wanted tonight. I'm sorry to those who missed it for not posting this BEFORE the show aired this evening, but I still wanted to announce it anyway.

I am a big fan of AMW and try to catch it as often as I can on Saturday evenings. I think their approach to uncovering criminals is very successful and I applaud their work. I was THRILLED to find out that they were going outside of their normal boundaries to feature Somaly's work in Cambodia and more importantly, to uncover the darkness that is human trafficking to America's Most Wanted's viewers. Thank you, AMW and John Walsh for your important work!!

Here is a photo taken from AMW's website of Somaly Mam and John Walsh with some of the children Somaly has helped rescue from human trafficking in Cambodia...

For those of you that missed it - here's a short video clip from the show.

Will you march in with the Saints?

A dear friend of mine (who also happens to be my future sis-in-law!) brought this song to my attention a couple days ago and I cannot stop listening to it. She said that she thought of EHS and the whole fight against trafficking and was inspired to action through the words below... you'll see why once you read them. Even more once you listen to Sara Groves singing it! It has been my inspiration over the last two days...

When the Saints - Sara Groves

Lord I have a heavy burden of all I've seen and know
It's more than I can handle
But your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones
and I cannot let it go

And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought

I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

Lord it's all that I can't carry and cannot leave behind
it often overwhelms me
but when I think of all who've gone before and lived the faithful life
their courage compells me
And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought

I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars

I see the shepherd Moses in the Pharohs court
I hear his call for freedom for the people of the Lord

And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

I see the long quiet walk along the Underground Railroad
I see the slave awakening to the value of her soul

I see the young missionary and the angry spear
I see his family returning with no trace of fear

I see the long hard shadows of Calcutta nights
I see the sister standing by the dying man's side

I SEE THE YOUNG GIRL HUDDLED ON THE BROTHEL FLOOR

I SEE THE MAN WITH A PASSION COME AND KICKING DOWN THE DOOR

I see the man of sorrows and his long troubled road
I see the world on his shoulders and my easy load

AND WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN,

I WANT TO BE ONE OF THEM
and when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
I want to be one of them
I want to be one of them
I want to be one of them