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Trafficking and coffee.

You might wonder what the two have to do with each other, but if you read on you will find out.

On Tuesday evening I went to a meeting here where a couple that works with orphanages shared a bit of their story. It was so exciting and encouraging and really just shows how God is so powerful and how when we walk with Him and partner with Him, amazing things happen.

Basically this guy, Judah Becker, was working in missions in Thailand and one day as he was driving up to a village he saw a truck full of crying children drive past him. Asking what was going on he found out that the crop of the village of the children had failed, and so they had decided that every family would sell a child into prostitution to survive. Obviously this totally messed Judah up and the short version is that God gave him the idea to plant coffee to give the villages a sustainable crop to sustain themselves and hence not need to sell their children anymore. And that was what happened and now these villages don’t sell children into prostitution anymore. And what is even better is that the profit from the roasted coffee sold goes to pay for the expenses for children who have been rescued out of human trafficking and prostitution, who live at the orphanage they’ve also started. So it’s a completely win-win-win situation. I was so excited about this and the coffee is available to buy also. It is organic and it hasn’t been sprayed with certain pesticides as it gets roasted in Thailand (as opposed to other coffee manufacturers who buy the beans un-roasted). So, please spread the word! http://www.changeadestiny.org/ is the website and you can buy coffee online. If you have a coffee-shop or know someone who does, suggest they start using Mercy House coffee- it’s good coffee (haven’t tried it yet as I got coffee beans and need to get a coffee grinder, but that’s what people say), and buying it means you are literally preventing children from ending up in prostitution and restoring those who have come out of it.

I was really excited about this. It is exciting to see how God is linking different ministries, and bringing together people who have the same hearts and visions. IHOP-KC has a heart and a vision to reach out to orphans and also work to see the ending of Human Trafficking through intercession, which is where the real battle is won!

Wednesday I went to home group again and when I got home after it was finished I was so grateful to God for the people in my group. It is an amazing group of people and it’s rare to have a group that functions so well! Exodus Cry (which is the name of the ministry to end human trafficking here at IHOP-KC) is in the process of making a documentary about the whole issue of modern day slavery and the sex trade, and they have now launched the website for the documentary with a trailer and some basic information. Please check it out if the issue of Human Trafficking and Justice is on your heart- it’s a strong trailer and I believe that this documentary will be something that wakes people up in a greater measure to the reality of the world we live in! http://www.nefariousdocumentary.com
I think that’s what I wanted to get off my chest today. Check out the websites and get yourself some coffee.

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