Sometimes I sit back in awe of what God is doing. Here I am, little old Ro, struggling along as usual. I don't know a whole lot about what I'm doing. I haven't been educated in this, I have no training and only a little dash of previous experience. Most people in the "real world" would probably think I'm the last person to start a ministry to help stop human trafficking. The only thing I really have going for me is my stubborn determination to see change. Everything else I do or that happens can only ever be attributed to God.

For a while now, I've been working on my own. I have leaders, but they've left a lot of the the nitty-gritty details up to me. I've been needing more people; people with a passion to work against human trafficking, people who would be willing to pray and work over the vision and strategy with me, people who are nearby and can meet regularly; basically teammates. Six weeks ago I was wondering where these people were going to come from.

Now there's seven people. Seven. Only two of the seven have time on a semi-daily basis to work with me, but still. And there are six more people who have expressed a peripheral interest of some sort or another. These are all people from the YWAM Salem base, people who I would have never thought would join me. They're too busy, they have schedules and interests all their own and anyway, it's not the bases focus.

As for recruiting, I've done none. No efforts to spread the word. No official, "Join Me!" statements. No speeches or presentation. I've just been hanging out with people and God has done the rest. That's what's so cool about it. And it confirms to me that God is really in this. It's his thing, not mine. I do what he tells me too, I remain faithful with my gifts and abilities and he does all the rest.

Soon, I'm going to have to start figuring out what to do with all these people. What a strange place to be suddenly!