I’m so excited to be a guest on From The Guest Room today! I am Nicole, the writer behind
Little Moments in Life, where I share little pieces of my heart in hope of shedding a little light of hope on the world. I wanted to take this opportunity to share a story with you that, now 6 years later, is really starting to make an impact on my life; helping me see who I want to be and beginning to show me the footprints I hope to leave in this world.
During the summer of 2006 I took a trip to Opimuca, Honduras with my little brother, dad and a medical mission group to help serve in a village that consisted of families living in homes made of mud, straw, concrete blocks…really whatever they could find to build a form of shelter for their families. They did not have any running water or electricity. They could not afford to go into the city for medical care, so we were there to help provide some sort of relief in this area of their life. While there, some of our men also built a new home and we held church services at night in hope of sharing the story of Jesus with these families.


As I mentioned, there was no running water, but they did have wells that served as their water source. We were able to attach a water hose to one of these and build a shower (well, what we called a shower…and we were so grateful for this…even though it took a day or so to get used to the ice cold water!). It worked most days, but on the day it did not work, God provided us rain.
I slept on the floor of an old school that was really nothing more than a concrete square building with a door and cut-outs for windows. What’s kind of funny about this is when I share this story and people ask, “Where did you bathe?” “Where did you sleep?”, none of that seemed to matter to any of us. In fact, given the opportunity (and the ability to convince my husband) I would do it every day just to be a part of such an amazing experience.
While I was in Honduras, I had the opportunity to go spend the day with some children at a nearby orphanage. Some of these children had been removed from bad homes, some were left with no parents due to numerous situations, and some were removed from the streets of Tegucigalpa where they had stolen or sold into slavery and/or prostitution. These were very young children. I can still see their faces as we pulled up on the bus; and the excitement they showed to have us there to visit with them is something I will never be able to explain. And then I remember having to leave. My heart broke. These children’s faces have never left my memory. The stories I was told of what had been done to some of them and how they were found, I’ve never been able to forget.

I have thought of them often over the years; have always wanted to go back and be a part of their lives; wanted to help fight the horrible things that take place in that country every day, but as I know a lot of us let happen (and I regretfully admit), I just let life go on by and allowed myself to get caught up in my day to day life and my career.
These issues were always issues I associated with countries like Honduras and never once considered that it could (or did) happen in the United States. Then last summer I came across an article that caught my attention. It was a story about children that are being pulled into a life of bondage…here in Atlanta. I was in complete shock. Here? What do you mean? Why would we ever let that happen here? I began doing research and learned that we have the largest market for it in the US. I began finding story after story and my memories of the little girls in that orphanage began to flood my heart again.
Later I came across a project called Freedom Climb. Freedom Climb took place in January when women from around the world climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro in Tanzania to raise awareness, prayers and money for women and children being oppressed, enslaved, exploited and trafficked. More info can be found HERE. When I saw this, I thought, “wouldn’t it be awesome if we planned a “Freedom Climb” in Atlanta to not only raise money for Operation Mobilization’s (OM) AMAZING projects they are providing through the support from Freedom Climb, but also to give us a chance to raise awareness?” So, I contacted OM and the craziest things started to happen. I did not know where OM was located, but after contacting them we realized we could walk to see each other if we wanted to. They had wanted to plan a climb in Atlanta, but never had anyone interested in helping lead the effort. So after a couple of discussions, and after Freedom Climb in Africa finished up, we began brainstorming and planning Freedom Climb Atlanta. We took a completely different approach and in honor of our mothers, we are holding Freedom Climb Atlanta in North Georgia the Saturday of Mother’s Day weekend (May 12th). This has been a learning experience for all of us and we hope and pray this will be a success and something we can learn from and grow over the years. If you are in the Atlanta area (or just want an excuse to travel) we would LOVE to have you join us! You can find additional info and register at
www.thefreedomclimb.net/atlanta. This is the beginning of something great and I know this is exactly what I am supposed to be doing right now. I am excited to see where my next journey leads me and look forward to sharing it with you as well.
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Thanks so much for sharing Nicole! You can check out her blog
here and be sure to say hello! Last week, you had the opportunity to win a great bracelet from Nicole and today, we're announcing the winner! Congrats to
Carla G, you just won yourself a beautiful new bracelet! Have a Great Thursday ya'll!
♥, mK