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"at what cost, justice?" that question was big in my head. at what cost? at what cost? JUSTICE. I was praying last night, about the human trafficking in the nations. We all prayed from Isaiah 42. It was a powerful time, but to be honest, I wasn't fully engaged because I was distracted with some other stuff. And I regret it. "...In faithfulness he will bring forth justice; he will not falter or be discouraged till he established justice on earth. In His law the islands will put their hope." I was watching this rockumentary film about human trafficking, when I start ball my eyes out in the movie theater. I mean, I watch movies like that before... you know, like Invisible Child so on and so forth. But this one seems different to me. Not that any other movies doesn't break my heart, it does, but this one is arising somewhat that you called righteous anger. Most of this was taking in the South East Asia, as like Cambodia and Thailand. Some part of India and Euro...

it was just some random events. we were gathering in my room and chatting while I'm uploading all my pictures to Facebook. You know a bunch of us, girls. And when girls gather, what they usually talk? Guys. True that. But a lot of time, we talk about God and His work too. (I am in the Missions College, remember?) well, this one girl was talking about the guy that she met in the market, he's Kenyan. And I was grabbing some apple pie in the fridge and I say, "I met one, and to be honest, he is quiet hot." Nah, wait a minute. I am not a type of girl that will look Kenyan or even more general, African as a cute-being. They're more handsome and manly type. Not cute. Not really, hot. But this one I said is quiet hot. And the conversation roll on. "Oh my! Have you met a Jew?" I never met a Jew in my life, so I just keep on munching my apple pie. And they said that Jews are hot. They were freaking out. They were freaking me out. I don't know, I never persona...