As we search for HOPE this holiday, Jesus move us to HELP others find it

"I am 22 years old now. I grew up in a very poor Cambodian family. My parents didn’t own land, so we worked as laborers on other people’s farms. My parents were very violent towards my siblings and me. We never felt love for them. We lived in fear and shame. I never went to school because I had to work all day. It was hard to imagine having a good future.
I still don’t believe my mother thought I had value. Money was more valuable to her than me. To them I was just a laborer. When my parents fell into debt, they sold me for $500 to a family.
The family treated me like a slave. The husband attempted to rape me many times, but I refused with all my strength. He hit me every time I refused. One day I decided to run away from the family, but I got caught. They hit me with electric wire. I stayed there, but I did not give up.
Finally, I escaped with a man I fell in love with. We got married. He introduced me to his parents and they rejected me because I was poor and homeless.
One day my husband and I were in a very serious car accident and my leg was broken. We went to the hospital for care and he left me and never came back. I felt rejected and hopeless. I wanted to kill myself because I thought that no one wanted me.
The hospital sent me to Hagar’s Women Shelter. I was so nervous when I arrived. I didn’t know anyone. I cried. My legs felt horrible. And, I did not have the will to live.
Hagar staff were persistent and encouraged me. Their words were so wonderful. Living in the shelter, gave me hope. I received care, love, counseling, food and other things I never expected to have in my life. Job training from Hagar’s Career Pathways Program in cosmetology really helped me recover. I have a skill that belongs to me and I can support myself. I have value and worth. Now I can say,
“I am priceless. I am more valuable than money.”
Even though my leg still hasn’t healed, Hagar staff keep praying for me. I have hope that God will heal me completely one day, and I just keep praying and waiting.
"We are entering a season of light.  Trees will sparkle.  Candles will glow.  Stars glisten as a reminder of God's light of the world.  But in Cambodia, Afghanistan, and Vietnam, there are thousands of women and children in darkness.  They are abused, trafficked, and rejected by society. During this season of light, will you help more women and children move out of darkness?  Together, we can bring light to very dark places. In God's eyes, each woman and child is priceless"

This girl is my age.
We need to wake up from the reality of our own self-centered minds and discover the desparate need for hurting lives all over the world. Whether it is the woman in Cambodia struggling to survive, or the hurting neighbor nextdoor, Jesus let us love like you. Let this season of searching for light in our own hearts and homes bring us more love to share that light with others. Move us to give, pray, serve, love the broken.

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