In my daughter's eyes

I recently heard the song "In My Daughters Eyes" by Martina Mcbride. It made me want to cry and be so thankful just to realize how close I was to not becoming that hero for my little girl. I mean, as a mother, I strive to be the woman she looks up to. The woman she admires and wants to grow up to be like.

" In my daughter's eyes I am a hero I am strong and wise and I know no fear But the truth is plain to see She was sent to rescue me I see who I wanna be In my daughter's eyes

In my daughter's eyes everyone is equal Darkness turns to light and the world is at peace This miracle God gave to me gives me strength when I am weak I find reason to believe In my daughter's eyes"

I see so many young girls all around who want to be just like celebrities and what media likes to promote as role models. Do I really want my daughter to be like Britney Spears,  J-lo, Miley Cirus etc? Ummm... NO! Don't get me wrong, I'm not judging them. They're talented women, but they're not my child's best role models.

My heart aches towards girls who constantly get bombarded with images that tell them the older, the sexier, the easier they look the better they'll be. What upsets me the most is that not just media tells them that, we as an older generation (well not that much older) have not taken our places as role models! We sit back and watch as our daughters idolize these glamorous divas because they sing pretty or they have beautiful bodies and live a life of glamour.

By sitting back we reaffirm that lie. I refuse to sit back any longer! I refuse to let my daughter grow up viewing Hollywood life as a dream. I really want to show these girls what true beauty looks like. That real success is not how many days you stayed in your marriage or how many husbands you had or even how much money you make. I want to show them that a true, beautiful, successful woman is many times not recognized because she lives her life serving others than drawing attention to herself.

Ladies,  we have to raise a generation of young ladies that fight for what is right!  For honor and virtue not for who shows more or who gets the most guys to fall for them.

I want my daughter to write a paper at school one day and say I'm her hero because I stood up for a cause greater than myself. That I wasn't silent when it came to defending what is right. If there's one life I want to impact more than any other is her life. I want her to be set on fire with the same passion I feel today. That it would become a custom for my future generations to turn this world upside down!

I've been doing a lot of thinking about my past lately. The memories that once used to haunt me are now the fuel that drive my passion. A drive that creates in me a spark to light a huge fire in this generation.

As I've been doing research about sex trafficking and about the sex industry in general. My heart is torn in pieces to read the stories about thousands of lives living hopelessly in this desperate life style. Many of the stories from the girls in America and Mexico ended up in this industry because they ran away from home (just like I did many times), and because of their vulnerability, they became an easy prey. Many are being forced into this life. Many around the world are being sold by their own fathers as young as 5-6 years old.

As I read on a website from a local organization that fights against child pornography and sex trafficking, statistics show that the child pornography has dropped not in percentage of viewers, but of age of victim children. Recent studies showed that pornography involving babies and toddlers is rapidly growing. How can this be?! How is it possible that this evil is happening to children my daughter's age?! It makes me so angry! I'm  so enraged with the sex industry who is generating billions of dollars off of this perversion. 

You see, this is a very personal issue for me. I was a victim of what this industry has done to men and women. As a child I was molested while a man watched such a movie. Questions haunted my mind for years. How can a fully grown man view a child in such a perverse way? The only answer I have towards this is that there is evil in this world, there is an enemy of our lives who will do anything and everything to destroy us. 

My life was headed towards that direction! Without a shadow of a doubt I know that if God would not have saved me, healed me, restored me, and redeemed me when He did, I would've made an easy prey. Always running away from home, living a promiscuous life, deep in depression and suicidal thoughts I was bound for this to happen to me. Yet grace got a hold of me and I was made new. Grace gave me beauty for ashes and created something sweet out of something so bitter!

Now I have a responsibility! Every time I look into my daughter's eyes I have to fuel that drive to fight for those daughters. For those who don't have a voice. For those who, once like me, were abused and need healing from the hate and bitterness of such evil. FOR THOSE WHO NEED THE HOPE OF A NEW LIFE, THE HOPE OF A REDEEMER TO SWEEP THEM OFF THEIR FEET! THE HOPE FOR GRACE AND UNCONDITIONAL LOVE, THE LOVE OF THE FATHER!

And you? What will you do to leave a mark and become the role model this generation really needs?