I would like to start this by shining some light on an organization called Falling Whistles. Falling Whistles was created 10 years ago to raise awareness and help establish peace in the Congo. This started when the founder met 5 boys imprisoned in Eastern Congo that told him how kids that were too small to wield a gun were sent to the front of the lines armed with only a whistle. This then inspired the idea for Falling Whistle necklaces to create Whistleblowers for peace. When I first heard this story, it almost brought me to tears. I wanted to be a Whistleblower for peace. So, I sold Falling Whistles in my clothing store and kept a few for myself.
Now, over five years later, I had forgotten about the truth behind that necklace and yet still wore it from time to time as nothing more than a fashion statement. I had grown numb to the pain and need for help that was behind those whistles. I honestly don’t remember ever not being numb, as my light was first stuffed out when I was just a kid. There is so much darkness in this world. Darkness that comes from our judgements and perceptions of each other. Darkness that comes from our need to control each other’s lives. Darkness from choosing to focus on the flaws of someone instead of focusing on their good.
God sees my good though as He does all of us, and He gave His life to save it. We, in turn, accept His sacrifice and presence through the Holy Spirit to go on a lifelong journey to grow and be our best selves through Him as He revels Himself to us. I have had so many wonderful lessons and memories after God brought me back to life on my 30th birthday. It has been the most cherished year and half of my life as He has lovingly nurtured me.
When God finally woke me up to Falling Whistles and the pain that He felt, I broke down in tears over all of the innocent children that were thrown into the middle of a war with nothing to protect them but a whistle. I cried over each of those children’s fear and pain. I cried over my insensitivity to it. I cried over the vast amount of pain and suffering that God has to feel each and every day by these terrible things happening in the world. Just imagining that pain, fills me with the deepest sadness that I have ever experienced. I cried out to God for forgiveness and He told me that I was already forgiven. I was forgiven long before on the cross as I was one of His precious children that He gave His life for.
We are all children getting slaughtered in the night, because we all have forgotten how to love and see each other in the way that God sees us. It is by loving and looking to bring that part out of each other that we truly serve God. So, I am so humbled and honored to stand here today and a be a Whistleblower for peace, just as I am humbled and honored to wear my crosses in acknowledgement of myself as a child of God every day. I now fully understand the weight of the things that I wear and of the very special gift of God’s sacrifice. Moving forward, I am going to wear those whistles in remembrance of God’s pain through each and every one of His children that are being hurt in every moment. I will wear my cross with pride, love, and humility as a reminder of the vast love that is God. Most importantly, I will wear it in loving acknowledgement of God just as He acknowledges me.
I hope that we can all learn to take His sacrifice more seriously by not working against it, but for it. For staying awake and alert to the pain in this world, so that we can keep an open heart and continue to ask God what we can do about it. For us to be able to continue to grow and know what it means to be loved through His tender care. For us all to realize that our testing and judging and even sometimes teaching can keep people from discerning God’s direct voice and path for them. For us all to learn and discern when and how to speak up and encourage each other along.
We teach by communicating with each other when we are hurt. If we feel like someone has sinned against us, then we should directly and clearly communicate that with them when it happens. We don’t send messages on a chalkboard or do a skit or say something in code. We directly and openly tell them our truth as we blow our whistles. We do this all out of service for our God almighty that loves all of us and wants to see us grow and heal. Our God is an incredible God.
A God that has loved me so much through all of my transgressions. I am always cherished and nurtured by Him. A God that is with me every single moment of my life and knows every little detail about me. A God that wants me to take the time to rest and heal whenever I am feeling drained. A God that wants me to come to Him with all of my thoughts and struggles, so that we can work it out together. A God that just wants me to be my authentic self, because that is who He created me to be. Someone that just loves. Loves God first and then loves everyone else as myself. A God that will make this world such a beautiful place as we all open our eyes to Him and see Him for all that He has done for us. A God that wants us to acknowledge all of the previous Whistleblowers and Saints that have given their lives to our fight for freedom. True freedom doesn’t begin until we learn how to overcome the opinions of others and be true to God as He dwells within us through the Holy Spirit and in thanks to Jesus’ sacrifice.
Here’s to a future of love and peace. Everyone is freely given my love and forgiveness. I look forward to the dawn of a new day and the healing that is to come to all of us who believe. Peace be with you all.
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