Anti-trafficking FAIL
In an attempt to get the world to pay attention to the dark realities of human trafficking, we might actually be hurting the people we’re trying to help.
Happy New Year!
At Love146, typical of many non-profits, we operate on a fiscal year instead of a January to December calendar year. Our “year” goes from July to June, and today is New Year’s Eve.
The Cost of Freedom
The Supreme Court decided this week to strike down a Los Angeles ordinance allowing police to inspect hotel guest records on demand and without a warrant. Here’s what this could mean for trafficked children.
To the Abused…
April is child abuse awareness month, but many of us live aware of abuse year-round. To the survivors of child abuse journeying with us: your healing is important to us. Your support in heart, in voice, and in gifts makes healing possible for others.
First World Problems
“I need to take a shower, but my hair looks…
WHO WOULD YOU BE IF THE WORLD WAS RIGHT?
Love146 has a vision that’s been accused of naivety and idealism: the abolition of child trafficking and exploitation. Nothing less.
To all the Love146 girls (and guys)…
A few weeks ago, I was able to visit some of our field projects in Asia. The trip culminated in a wedding that took place in the Love146 Round Home. The bride was a survivor of sex trafficking who moved forward from the home (was reintegrated) last year.
The Momentum of a Gift
Every Wednesday over lunch, Love146 staff in our U.S. office meet to discuss what’s happening in the organization and the Abolition movement. Yesterday, something unusual happened: Love146’s co-founders, Rob, Lamont, and Desirea, began sharing about “the early days.”
The kind of Love that inspires poetry
“The Round Home has become a world of poems, songs, metaphors. When the girls are encouraged to think in metaphors, then they are able to take stock of their lives in a less hurting way.”
Love Until it Hurts
900 Miles. On Bikes. You read right. Eight hoosiers (aka Indiana locals) are riding from Indianapolis to New York City, and they’re on the road as I type somewhere in western Pennsylvania.
Send A Valentine to a Survivor
When I was in elementary school, Valentine’s Day was a big event. You got to make a valentine for everyone in your class, maybe adding some dabs of glitter to the cards going to your best friends and crushes. It’s a cherished childhood memory for me.