The Little Voices

I can not sleep, and so I write. I pray that my words spread the fire that is in my heart to yours.

Heavy on my mind, wearing me down, echoing in my thoughts are the voices. The sounds of the forgotten, the overlooked, the victims. And there are so many victims.

I need your help. You. The mothers. The fathers. The Aunties and Uncles. The brothers and sisters. Black, white, yellow, red, purple, green, and orange. All of you, the ones who have hearts that beat for change. The ones who have thoughts that burn to make a difference.

You see, the voices of the little ones are calling out to me especially loud. They are crying for help, for healing, for protection. For us to help, for us to do something.

I don’t believe this help needs to come solely from the police, or law enforcement, though I am so grateful for the men and women who spend their days searching, looking, finding and rescuing the little ones with the little voices. How their days must be filled with such determination, amid their thoughts that are surely filled with images that haunt. How their hearts must break when subjected to the constant cruelty of this world, the constant exposure to the evil that preys on our little ones, our most precious possessions, our children. I pray for these valiant men and women.

My mind is a whirlwind of hectic, broken thoughts, cluttered with the pain of the knowledge of what is happening all over the world, behind closed doors, in secret places, down the hall, down the street, across town, across this whole country, and beyond our borders.

This post is not about sunshine and butterflies. I like to write uplifting posts, but this post is about darkness and evil. This post is about the rampant sexual exploitation and abuse of our little children. Our babies. Our little sisters and brothers, our future. It has to end. Now.

How? Well, I believe it starts with you and I. It starts with prayers. Action. Community awareness of a subject that people don’t want to talk about. Fundraisers. Donations to organizations that help victims or fund the pursuit of the monsters that are stealing the innocence of the little ones, the evil that is trying to hush the little voices. It starts with fighting for better laws, stronger laws against sexual predators. It starts with demanding the resignation of any and all who turn a blind eye to the pain of our victims, the people in authority that we trust to protect, trust to prosecute, trust to hand down worthy sentences.

I am so tired. I am tired of reading stories of the multi-billion dollar industry of human trafficking. I am tired of reading stories about pedophiles who repeatedly offend when they should have never been given a second chance. I am soooo tired of reading about men who receive probation for rape, and child pornography, who get a slap on the hand for robbing the innocence of our little ones with the little voices that are crying out to us to protect them. We are failing our children.

Recently, I read some statistics about sexual abuse of children. At the end of this post I will add a link to the site that gave me this information.

It is estimated that one out every four girls and one out of every six boys are abused before the age of eighteen. The implications of this are mind blowing. This means we all know a child somewhere who has suffered the atrocities that no one wants to speak of. The horrors that nobody wants to hear, that most of us try to pretend don’t exist because it creates a dark and ugly cloud over the lives that we strive so hard to find the sunshine in.

Chances are you, the person reading this, may have been a victim of abuse, and for that I am truly sorry. I’m sorry you weren’t protected from the evil that lurks in this world. I’m sorry that you were hurt. I’m sorry from the bottom of my heart. I want you to know that you have proven to me, just by being a survivor, how strong you are. I need people like you. The children need people like you to rise up and start a war. To fight a battle that we can, and will win. The battle to hear the little voices. The fight to save, prevent and protect our future generation.

I’m ready to go to war. To fight until the end. To win.

We far outnumber the twisted minds that pursue our children. We have the strength and love in our hearts to stop turning a blind eye to the darkness that lurks around every corner, the monsters that hide in plain sight. We have the power of God on our side, and I truly believe God is speaking to me, and to you, the person reading this right now, right this very minute. He is telling us to get up and fight, to fight with all we have, to never back down, to fight for the little voices calling out to us, begging us to open our eyes, our ears, our minds, our hearts, our wallets, or whatever we personally need to open, to protect the unprotected. Open up and fight.

Ladies, I am calling out to you to bond together. To be the mothers that you are, or will be, and to help mother all of our little children, not just your own. A mother’s love is fierce, strong and a force to be reckoned with.

Men. You. I know that most of you would physically go to war for these little ones. That you would use the strength of the bodies God gave you to destroy these predators if given the chance. I’m asking you to not necessarily be physical, but mental fathers to all, to be protectors, to be watchful, to be God’s soldiers in this fight. Keep watch. Join together, listen and look. Women’s intuition is one thing, but the strong gut feeling of a man is a compelling reason to open your eyes a little wider and be on the lookout. For all the little ones, with the little voices.

To everyone, I ask that you talk about the ugliness. That you let your big voices be heard. That you shout until somebody listens, whether it be your friends, families, acquaintances, co-workers, law-makers, politicians, whoever. Shout with your big voices until everybody listens. Let’s not continue to brush this ugly little secret under the rug, but expose the darkness with the light of God’s truth and power.

God says He answers prayers. That when we come together He is with us. That He will fight our battles for us, and give us strength. I believe. Do you?

Today I ask that you set aside some time to talk to God. I pray that you ask Him to show you a personal way that you can help. That the Lord opens you heart and gives you strength to fight a battle that is so hard to think about, and so difficult to talk about, because it hurts so very much. I pray God makes you a warrior. And I pray we hear the little voices.

God bless,


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I am not famous. I do not get likes for being beautiful, or for makeup tutorials, or for frivolous things. I do not write for the money, because I do not make a lot doing so, in fact I have two jobs. I write because my soul speaks to me to do so, and I believe it is what God wants me to do. I will pray for all of my little ones, all over the world. Prayer is powerful. Words are powerful. Please let your voices speak life. 💙

“If anyone causes one of these little ones—those who believe in me—to stumble, it would be better for them to have a large millstone hung around their neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea.
Matthew 18:6

Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”
Matthew 19:14

“See that you do not despise one of these little ones. For I tell you that their angels in heaven always see the face of my Father in heaven.
Matthew 18:10

And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.
Matthew 18:3

The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together; and a little child will lead them.
Isaiah 11:6

And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.
Matthew 18:5

For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.”
Matthew 18:20

I call on you, my God, for you will answer me; turn your ear to me and hear my prayer.
Psalm 17:6

My soul is weary with sorrow; strengthen me according to your word.
Psalm 119:28

Do not be afraid of them; the Lord your God himself will fight for you.”
Deuteronomy 3:22

For the Lord your God is the one who goes with you to fight for you against your enemies to give you victory.”
Deuteronomy 20:4



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4 thoughts on “The Little Voices

  1. The trouble is the community does not know what to do with the statistics. Unfortunately church does not know how to navigate the subject of sexual abuse because it’s touching those who are actually in the church; the leaders, the elders, pastors, etc. No one wants to admit to being a victim & no one wants to admit they have a problem. A lot of the problem is a cyclical pattern of abuse in itself. (This we must pray for.) If we can educate our children on appropriate touch this would save thousands and encourage transparent conversations from a young age. We need to affirm the next generations in their self Love and self care. Teaching our children to use their voices to articulate wrong doing. Sex education is not enough because our daughters and sons are allowing their bodies to not be their own. Belonging to someone or something is all they know so when they become victims they may not even know. Thanks for writing & the opportunity to share my opinions. I’ve written about my own rape many years ago in a post called “Breathe&forgive” to which I touch base with my struggle of my own forgiveness. It’s soemthing I had held dear to me the secret of rape and in the release of writing, forgiving and speaking on the taboo topic itself allowed the power of the actions to be used for good. I don’t know why God has put this on your heart but there is great need and reason for voices to rise on this subject. All the love! Keep writing!!

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    1. Thank you for sharing with me. I admire your strength and your opinions. I would like to read your post, and pray for you. God has put this subject in my mind and on my heart, and I plan to continue to look for His direction on this matter. God bless you! 💙

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