In light of working for The Dragonfly Home, there are so many things I’m thankful for. I began this journey almost five years ago working with women who had been recovered out of sex trafficking.
Naively, I went in with the thought that I was going to be making a difference in this world, but it didn’t take long for me to realize I was the one being changed.
To this day, I’m still being changed. The person I am today has been largely shaped due to this five year journey. To choose just one thing to be thankful for is nearly impossible, but here is my feeble attempt.
I’m thankful for my burdened, broken heart. What I mean is that the trafficking of these men, women, and children breaks the Lord’s heart, and thankfully – humbly, even – He’s broken my heart for them, too. It not only hurts my heart, but it burdens me as well to see such evil. William Wilberforce once said, “You may choose to look the other way, but you can never say again you did not know.” I cannot look the other way.
As a daughter of the light, I cannot let this darkness continue. Freedom is too powerful a thing to sit idly by, choosing comfort over my burdened heart.
I’ve never regretted making that step out of my comfort zone. Some choose to see the darkness in what we do, but I see the light. I see the way God takes ashes and bestows beauty instead. I see the way He brings freedom into a life that’s only known bondage. I see the way hope begins to stir, the way it slowly unravels self-preservation to the point that a woman is able to just sit and feel safe- something that we take for granted every day, but something that she may not have experienced for years.
The evidence of God has never been as real to me as it has been these five years.
I’ve heard the dreams that have been birthed and seen the power of our living, beautiful God up close. It astounds me every time. I’ve seen Him in every woman I’ve had the pleasure of serving and in the things I do with Dragonfly- including those I serve with.
It blesses me to serve in Dragonfly, to be Christ’s hands and feet. That is why I’m thankful for my burdened heart. That He would trust me with this part of His heart, with these beautiful people, is so honoring. If that wasn’t enough, He has surrounded me with a team of other women whose hearts also beat with His, who lay themselves down daily to serve, and that is something I will forever be thankful for. So it might be weird to be thankful for a burdened heart, but to me it just means partaking in the heart of Christ.
And how can you not be thankful for that?
Megan Snodgrass, Faith Based Outreach Coordinator, The Dragonfly Home