THE RESCUE ANTHEM

There are those who expect
the unexpected
Those who cast their vote
for hope
Those who believe that good
Will triumph over evil
WE ARE THOSE PEOPLE

We are the Masses, misfits, moguls, media, millennials
Doing what we can now
With what we have
Our voice
Our impact is only limited
By our willingness to change

We are abducting ourselves
To pose the question to our leaders:
IS THEIR LIFE AS VALUABLE AS MINE?

We are shaping human history
By closing the divide between
Resources and Responsibility
Distance and Disinterest
Awareness and Action

This is about redefining our role in the world
Putting Purpose before Profit
It's about ending the longest running war in Africa
Setting a precedent for Justice
And finishing what was started

We are here to amplify the chorus of their cries:
RESCUE JOSEPH KONY'S CHILD SOLDIERS

Awake, O Sleeper

This is probably going to be one of those, "Hannah is being transparent and wants to spill her feelings out to the entire cyber world" kind of posts.

Where do I begin?

Life here, where I am, is rough. It's hard. It's grueling. BUT, it's exactly where I am supposed to be. God is the coolest Being I have ever known.

While I sit here, in the so-called "mundane" of Northern Kentucky life, I realize something.


It's not so mundane after all.


I suppose when you go around traveling the world and all, coming back home seems simple, and boring. Why come back here??? What could there possibly still be for me here, in Northern Kentucky??? Nothing but boring days. And people living boring lives. People who don't look past the walls of their suburban homes and cheery churches.

Oh but I was wrong. Apparently, I don't know everything. And apparently, just because I traveled the world doesn't mean I'm too cool for NKY. Oh no.


I'm doing a lot here in the fight against slavery. Did you know human trafficking goes on in Northern Kentucky and the Cincinnati area? Well, it does. And it's really exciting where God is taking me with all of this. But it's a very emotional journey at the same time. I am a very over-emotional and dramatic person. And I am just learning to reign my emotions in and keep them in check. So this emersion into one of the most disgusting, horrifying, perverted, evil industries in this world today has wreaked havoc on my emotional well-being.

I have terrible dreams every night. Not technically terrible in content, but very strange, emotional dreams that make me feel icky, depressed, or distracted from truth when I wake up, and throughout the day. Prayer against these is very important.


I work at Dunkin' Donuts now, which I personally think rocks. I hate donuts, and I hate coffee, but I love my co-workers. That's another mission field God has given me, and it also comes with some very cool friends. The only unfortunate things about this job is the pay, and no health benefits... So I'm kind of in a bind until I find something better. I need something better. And that makes me sad because I love working there.

I continue to hold on to my dream of going back to San Francisco, and one day doing mission work in Ukraine. But for now, God has me in Kentucky. And even though things can be terribly rough, and sometimes depressing and suffocating, that's why I have God, comedy, and my kid siblings.



Ever heard of the Wizards of Wavorly Place? Yeah, they keep me sane.



Life is good, God is better.
"Awake, O sleeper, and arise from the dead, and Christ shall make day dawn upon you and give you light."


Oh, ps, I met Justin Dillon. Just FYI...