I am only one, but I am one. I cannot do everything, but I can do something. Edward Hale
I was 14 years old when I first spoke about abuse. Not my own, but this innocent, unfathomable desire to do something about abuse, it welled up from an unknown Source. “Mom,” I said as I sat on my bed under the yellow light of the lamp, “one day I want to build a safe house for abused women and children.” My mom smiled, “then you must do that,” she encouraged. That same year, a safe house visited our school and these brave, beautiful women shared their stories to a bunch of teenagers. We could not feel the depth of the wounds they told us about, and we could not decipher the complexity of adult life. But one woman told us how her husband had beaten her continuously and how eventually he struck her with an axe, trying to kill her. She survived, but the doctors told her she would not walk properly again or drive a car, or pretty much be able to do a lot of normal things because of the damage done to her brain. She testified with a smile, to how she drives a car, walks, speaks well and lives a brave normal life of testifying to healing and overcoming. Twenty years later, I still remember her blonde hair and her story. My life pretty much meandered away from the innocent words of my 14-year-old self. The safe house dream shelved along with many others as I tried to find my way in a precarious world, I became the self-centred person so many of us are, until I met Yeshua (Jesus) at the age of 17.
Seven years later, after studying Psychology and English, I signed up to do my honours in Criminology and I started training as a trauma worker and counsellor at a local centre. I trained for a year to deal with on – site trauma and to counsel survivors of trauma, it was both scary and deeply fulfilling. After my criminology studies, I went on to study my honours in divinity, in the area of biblical counselling therapy. I had worked with many abused women, gave counsel, provided legal advice, hosted campaigns to raise awareness about abuse and all the desires of my teen self was resurrected again. My journey deepened, I got involved with NGO’s who fought against women abuse in South Africa, I spoke in documentaries, started working as a non – profit researcher for abuse and decided abuse in the lives of affluent women would be my Masters degree topic. But the more I studied the different aspects of abuse and worked with victims and survivors, the more I realised I had to be a voice. In 2011, God called me to write about abuse and to tell women’s stories, amazing doors opened for me to do just that. As a social justice writer, I have written about abuse, visited safe houses, hosted abuse conferences and worked to be the change. My passion expands to gender and theology, re-evaluating the way theology has been twisted outside of Gods original intent, to enslave women has been an area I have worked in for close to a decade. I have since worked with human trafficking, I have written on issues of education and women, FGM, female ritual servitude and have fought fiercely to speak up about gendercide in China, this is a passionate labour of love for me. Writing, advocating, speaking internationally and collaborating with others is how seeking justice unfolds in my life. I believe that by partnering and working together, we can combine our skills and our callings to create amazing change. The journey continues and I’m excited to be on it, for the justice of all, and for the freedom of all our girls and women everywhere.
As I look back over my past and present journey, I have realised that God wanted to make me the safe place for hurting people. I didn’t need bricks and mortar to create a safe place, I needed to become the safe place. And that’s my journey, my heart, my prayer.
“More girls are killed in this routine ‘gendercide’ in any one decade than people were slaughtered in all the genocides of the twentieth century.”
Over the years I have supported and continue to support
Thirty seven million girls were routinely aborted over the thirty year period in which China had a stringent one child policy. That amounts to thousands of baby girls aborted every month in China.
China officially over turned its one child policy in 2016. Chinese families can now have two children, however the journey towards national healing has only just begun.
Deeply entrenched gender prejudice still holds its grip over China, where the lives of boys are celebrated over the lives of girls. The patriarchal idea that women’s lives are less valuable then men, still remains rooted in the culture, this mindset needs to be overcome if women are to be free.
It is up to us to speak for her, to speak for the millions of baby girls that never found a voice. It is up to us to help aid healing in broken communities and in places where girls are mistreated because of their gender. They are chosen, they are loved, they are special, and they should be given a chance to thrive.
The Child Bride Epidemic
She holds up her hands to shield her face as they drag her from her home. She digs her feet into the soil, but it’s not enough to save her. She is afraid, a Jephthah’s daughter, about to face a vow someone else made on her behalf. Mourning for her virginity, for choice, for everything that will be taken from her. Her heart is barren, a suffering tomb, never to be loved or valued. A young girl of fourteen, sold and given away. She screams one final time, but it’s not enough to stop them. She will weep, cover her mouth, and cry her silent screams as they take her away.
I support and have written about The Freedom Challenge, which is a wonderful initiative helping at – risk women and children worldwide. It is run by O.M. and climbers from around the world climb Kilimanjaro, Everest and everywhere else, to raise funds for women.
“Start where you are. Use what you have.
Do what you can.”
Human Trafficking needs no introduction. With close to 30 million women, children and men living in chains today, the only introduction we need, is the call to pray and do what we can. I want to encourage you to use what God tells you to use and to do only what God tells you to do, when it comes to fighting injustice. Some stories and some realities are so painful, that many experience secondary trauma through simply being exposed to these atrocities. Over the years I have been encouraged to collect clothing, and create connections between people, who fight human trafficking. More recently I hosted a bra drive, to collect bra’s for survivors of human trafficking. Do what you can, and never stop praying!
I support a Local Safe House in Cape Town,
And a wonderful organisation that collects bras for survivors, bra drives are a really fun and meaningful way to help support survivors!
Two thirds of the 774 million adult illiterates worldwide are women.
Open Doors is an organisation serving persecuted Christians worldwide, I have supported their literacy program, along with my fellow sisters.
The issues of Female Ritual Servitude
Equality for women, female genital mutliation and abuse are all issues that require prayer and advocacy. I have listed the one closest to my heart here on this page and I hope that together, we can fight injustice and pray powerful prayers for the chains of oppression to come undone!
Learn to do good; seek justice, correct oppression; bring justice to the fatherless, plead the widow’s cause. Isaiah 1:17