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Powerlessness

2 Chronicles 20:12 / 2 Corinthians 12:9-10

O our God, will You not judge them? For we are powerless against this great multitude which is coming against us. We do not know what to do, but our eyes are on You.

But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you (My loving kindness and My mercy are more than enough — always available regardless of the situation); for (My) power is being perfected (and is completed and shows itself most effectively) in (your) weakness.”

Therefore, I will all the more gladly boast in my weakness, so that the power of Christ (may completely enfold me and) may dwell in me. So I am well pleased with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, and with difficulties, for the sake of Christ; for when I am weak (in human strength), then I am strong (truly able, truly powerful, truly drawing from God’s strength).

“When we are powerless to do a thing, it is a great joy that we can come and step inside the ability of Jesus.”  ~ Corrie Ten Boom

Powerlessness in Merriam Webster:

  1. Devoid of strength or resources
  2. Lacking the authority of capacity to act
  3. Being powerless to help, unable to do something or stop something

Synonyms: hamstrung, handcuffed, helpless, high and dry, hog tied, impotent, impuissant.

Insert from me, Deb, here: my new favorite word is impuissant. I didn’t want to admit this year (or in others) that I was powerless (without God) so I kept fighting harder, digging in and trying to do it (protect myself and others, including my children) on my own. I failed in too many ways, in more ways than you want to know about. But get this! I learned, finally, to let God and His Angels do the fighting for me. As for me, I will keep growing and of course will keep standing up, just not on my own as I’ve done in the past. Join me?

Admitting you need help, that you are even weak, is nothing to be ashamed of, not when God is on your side – – the Captain of your team, your General. Read on for more by Rev. Jack Lenza. Yes, there is a connection with him although we haven’t yet met. My mother told me about him after she got to know him and his wife through their church in Florida. When I started reading his daily messages she forwarded to me, I nicknamed him Pastor Jack in my posts. I hope you’ll read the thoughts he shares, and learn about his story. I know God sent him to me and to my mother!

“God cannot prove Himself to be powerful in your life until you
recognize you are powerless without Him.”

For those of us who just endured hurricane Irma, we experienced times of powerlessness. Being shut in with nowhere to go. All communications cut off. Home battered by destructive winds. Humidity…unbearable. Feeling frustrated, impatient, bored, fears rolling over your mind and tongue with, “What if?”

Minds flooded with negative input. And the enemy was ever so eager to give an assist. Could there be lessons to be learned in these powerless situations? I ask you, what is it the Lord has revealed to you in your power shortages? We get so caught up in the toys of our technology, accomplishments, and resources only to realize we are helpless, hopeless, and needy. If you were in the storm’s direct path, I am sure Irma (or Harvey…) drove you to your knees. Prayer is an acknowledgement that our need of God’s help is not partial but total.

We must remember that God designed us to be dependent on Him, not on ourselves or on our stuff. He is our ultimate Power-Source. If and when He allows certain things to happen to us that bring us to our knees, it could be that He is giving us time to get focused on who really matters & to reconnect with them. Especially with Himself! He wants us to be empowered and infused with supernatural strength to get us through.

Many things bombard our lives, our thoughts, time and space each day.  Many distractions, interferences only Satan could concoct and spin, our misplaced priorities, the worries of this world, anxieties, and media / technology (the world’s toys), etc.

God has to get our attention and all of creation is at His disposal. There are many calamities going on around the world right now. Catastrophic hurricanes, earthquakes, floods, terrorism, nuclear threats. I just heard there are two typhoons – – one heading to China, and the other to Japan. God gets blamed for much of the bad things that are happening. The Devil is also responsible. And let’s not rule out we live in a fallen sinful world. Whatever God allows is still under His control. We must leave all those details where they belong, in His capable hands. There is no way we can answer all the questions of life, because there is no way we can plumb the depths of the infinite. He tells us to trust Him and not rely on our reasoning. (Proverbs 3:5-6)

I think it was Warren Wiersbe who said, “We do not live on explanations, we live on His promises. Our feelings change, but God’s promises never change. Promises generate faith, and faith strengthens hope.  There is a teacher in every mistake that you have made in the past that holds the lesson to some future plan of God for your life.”

It’s time for self discovery.

God allows us to experience those low points in life in order to teach us lessons that we could learn in no other way. God did not bring you this far to leave you. Things might be hard for you to handle, but God is still saying, “I will make a way for you.”

I have endured, I have been broken, I have known hardship, I have lost myself. But here I stand, encouraging you, still moving forward, growing stronger each day. I will never forget the harsh lessons in my life, they have made me stronger. May you never forget those vital lessons God is teaching you in your circumstances. Here’s a thought I hope you’ll never forget:

Worship will get you through the hardest times in life, because it shifts your focus from the problem to The Problem-solver. I have been doing much of that through Irma and the Holy Spirit has clearly been encouraging and strengthening my faith in His promises. He has reminded me of spoken words He previously revealed to me. Why not use this time to be still and listen to the voice of the Spirit who is always speaking to you? I don’t know what your plans have been. But I have found that God is faithful to wreck your plans before they wreck you. What have your plans been before you found yourself in this powerless situation?

Proverbs 16:9 tells us: We can make our plans but the Lord determines our steps. Never underestimate God’s hand in all your plans. God is working in your life right now in ways you cannot understand. God’s plan is always the best for you. Sometimes the process is painful and
hard. But don’t forget that when God is silent, He is doing something in you and for you.

Someone said: Write your plans in pencil and give God the eraser.

Tony Evans says, “Sometimes God let’s you be in a situation that only He can fix, so you will discover that He is the one who can fix it.”

Let me say this in closing: whatever lesson God is teaching you when in a powerless situation, cry out in intercession for others who are in need. We are surrounded by broken people in need of an encouraging word.

Rev. Jack Lenza

Through These Experiences

I love the law and now realize that my purpose as I move through these experiences is to ensure that our laws are applied to the best of our ability in serving the needs of children and of safe, loving and available parents.

Children deserve the best of both parents.

~ Deb

Is Duty Calling?

Be original and unique, the little voice said.

A bigger voice said, “I wrote this here for you to follow.”

“Will you answer My call?”

There is no greater calling for me than advocating for others and for my children. Sometimes it comes with an uncomfortable price tag and maybe at the expense of some relationships, but it’s a duty that can’t be denied. Not everyone wants this kind of challenge, and that’s ok; God calls us all to serve in different ways.

When I’m asked, which is at least once per week, why I work as much as I do and why I won’t stand down in reporting on critical issues like I did on case involving a hedge fund  using kids from Newnan, and on cases in Fulton County involving exploitation and child trafficking, I often reply with one of two answers.

Someone has to. And, I don’t see why I should not…or why I shouldn’t ask you to engage as well. We’re in excellent company on this issue of protecting others, especially our youth and anyone who is vulnerable to exploitation.

Last year we passed the Safe Harbor Bill in Georgia – and this is just the beginning  – not a final achievement.

And God did more than just hint at what we’re supposed to do with our time and gifts.

Psalm 82:3-4  “Give justice to the weak and the fatherless; maintain the right of the afflicted and the destitute. Rescue the weak and the needy; deliver them from the hand of the wicked.”

Romans 13:4 “For he is God’s servant for your good. But if you do wrong, be afraid, for he does not bear the sword in vain. For he is the servant of God, an avenger who carries out God’s wrath on the wrongdoer.”

Do you know this one?

“Open your mouth for the mute, for the rights of all who are destitute. Open your mouth, judge righteously, defend the rights of the poor and needy.”

Yes, this was the founding principle for investing everything to broadcast Pro Advocate Radio beginning in January of 2015, the hashtag we launched #UseYourVoice, and why we are gearing up for another important series after the election!  This is when our hardest work begins…after the sensational, divisive news reports and debates die down, when the majority want to detox from discussing “issues” and move on…

When you’re ready, please help me keep the conversation going?

“Learn to do good; seek justice, correct oppression; bring justice to the fatherless, plead the widow’s cause.” Bring it…we have the data and the tools needed to make this possible.

Where in Ephesians is this verse found? “For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up!”

I haven’t quite figured this one out: “Like a muddied spring or a polluted fountain is a righteous man who gives way before the wicked.” Proverbs 25:26 …I’d appreciate hearing your interpretation or what this means to you.

Deb Beacham Driving Change

Do you have a favorite?  Send it to me by private message or email, please!

We have a lot more work to do, and I promise you it will be rewarding if you decide to lend a hand or devote some time.

 

Thank you!

Deb

 

Please watch and share to keep the conversation going about exploitation:

Our September 11, 2001

We were on our last piece of furniture, just me and my twins. One newborn in each arm, and not expecting a war – acts of terror – on our home front.

I was already in survival mode, sleep-deprived and scared. And I was alone except for my babies, born almost two months early, Jack in my right arm and his twin sister, Chloe, in my left. Other than what I saw in front of me on the television, that is my most clear memory. They were all I could really focus on and that was because it was still life and death for my daughter.

There were movers coming and going from our house in Colorado, outside of Boulder where we had incredible, peaceful views and where I had amazing friends and support as a new mother. It was so hard to leave the best friends I’d ever had, three pregnant at the same time and going through the same emotions…saying goodbye in a hospital room because I was admitted early with toxemia.

September 11_2001_Deb Beacham_Boulder Colorado

This was not my exact view that morning, but pretty close. If I could paint, this is how I would express my memories of this view. These were the kind of vivid sunrises we had, with other amazing views out of the back of our house showing wild animals and horses roaming open fields, and hot air balloons drifting by.  A stark contrast to what followed.

On that morning I was debating whether or not to make another emergency room visit to our our hospital because of my daughter’s health issues and we were keeping a close eye on my son because we were weaning him off of the oxygen tank and tubes in preparation for flying on the GPC corporate jet to Atlanta, where daddy was already working. I don’t even remember where he was that morning, on September 11, 2001, but he was not home with us. I felt so alone except for the movers.

The next vivid memory I have is of the guys who were finishing up our packing (I couldn’t do much because of the constant needs of preemie twins who had not been home long from a month-long stay in the NICU). They had come into the room and seen the billowing smoke from the Towers after hearing the outcries coming from the television. They all stood in shock around me, unable to speak. I’m not sure if the sounds were coming from me or from our television.

I felt like screaming because this could just not be true, what I was seeing before me. Tears were pouring down my face and I was muffling my sounds into a baby blanket because I could not traumatize my frail infants who were already so hyper-sensitive, and with Chloe in and out of the hospital multiple times per week. I did not yet know the term Failure to Thrive, just that it was touch and go with her.  We were preparing to move to Georgia, and I was silently grieving the move on top of what we had just been through with our dramatic labor and delivery in Denver. I also wasn’t aware that I was suffering from severe postpartum depression. The fear, sleep-deprivation and grief over leaving my best friends were not things I had the luxury of thinking about at that point.

As I watched the second Tower get hit on live television, noting that the ever-calm and decisive Katie Couric sounded like she was trying herself not to falter while taking in the choking sobs of callers, I found another gear. I decided to let go of that gear today and give in to my tears that I’ve held back all of this time, for the last 15 years.

When you have no choice but to hold it together to protect your children, your own emotions and grief take a back seat. Until now I could not let myself watch any of the footage, read most posts or reports about the attack or feel what I felt that day. That is what happens when things just do not let it up. Not that it’s letting up now…I’m just stronger.

This post is updated – today is not September 11th as when I created the post in 2016. It is June 25th, my twins’ birthday. They are 16 today!

The only person I remember speaking to that day, and barely, is my neighbor Janette, who came over to drive us to a friend’s house where we were to stay overnight until the plane sent by Genuine Parts Company was to carry us, our nurse for the twins, our nanny and our dog Copper to Atlanta. Janette was amazing. She knew I just could not speak and we were both trying not to give in to the emotions caused by what we had seen and were beginning to learn of the terrorist attacks. I don’t know how I would have managed that day without her. It was hard enough that I was having to leave her and other wonderful friends from our neighborhood and Colorado. The support I felt from her, the strength I drew, the calm response to trauma…it was something I could only get from another mother who knew without being told that I was hanging on by a thread and for the sake of keeping these infants peaceful. Reaching for healthy.

At this point I was unsure about flying with preemies but had no choice as the Company would not wait any longer. Every little disturbance, internally or externally, experienced by my daughter would make her very ill and send me racing with her to the emergency room. I didn’t know what each day would hold for us. But I coordinated with packers and movers, following instructions because that was all I could manage.

It was only when my babies were sleeping that I could attempt to get through to their father to make sure he was ok. He was safe, thank God, but was busy as every other executive/manager was while they were doing damage control over the impact on their employees and businesses.  Some of his office products / office furniture employees had been inside the Pentagon and only stepped outside for a break from meetings when it was hit by one of the planes under terrorist control. It was a miracle that they had gone outside when they did. News kept coming in like this about who was where, what they were experiencing, and about the mounting losses. It was almost impossible to look away from the images, the shocking live videos and reports streaming in. As you recall, there was virtually no good news to be found on any channel. Lots of heroism but way too much grief.

When I was finally able to get through to friends I had worked with in the financial district in NYC, the grief started to set in. The people I knew from Dean Witter (Morgan Stanley) had made it out, except for the guard who never left his post at the elevators at the top of that Tower to make sure that everyone got out, including people coming up the stairs and onto the floor where he held his post. He turned everyone around to get them out, while not thinking of himself. This man’s service and sacrifice is written about and posted at the memorial to 9/11 in the City of Atlanta. Yes, I fell apart when I came upon his story in Atlanta, not expecting to read what is posted there. For the month or so I spent working on those top floors there, he was always the first face I saw when heading for the trading desk of my department. And the last at the end of the day.

There is a documentary that depicts what it was like inside the buildings, using transcribed calls with the emergency service centers. From all I remember of my time in those buildings, it is accurate, and also chilling.

When someone you care about experiences something worse than your own grief, it gives you the chance to detach from your own thoughts and sadness. That is what happened when talking with my dear friend who worked in another building there, with another investment banking firm. I watched the same footage that she did, as one of her friends jumped from the smoldering building. We held our hands over our mouths, experiencing horror none of us could have ever fathomed before. There is still so much grief in our world, but none worse than for those families and children who witnessed that and lost their loved ones that way. On this day, this morning, 15+ years ago.

Time to allow this emotion to surface, and to move forward.

By God’s grace we are doing well, and we are together, my twins and our family. We get to join in with others spending time today to honor and support veterans, especially those wounded in service to our country and to the values we stand for.

Our Freedom and our ability to be together, to work and play together, are still at risk and being threatened in different ways each day. But we have each other and we have something in us that those terrorists and others who want to tear us down do not have.

Respect. Honor. Integrity. Courage. And Love.

Note: as I update and share this post, I am no longer allowed to be with my children due to the same terroristic acts which I study and report on. It is my turn to feel this pain, to bear down…and stand up. We are not done here.

Brad, if you make it this far please know there is a war at home which is not being fought as it needs to be, with the same resources and willpower with which we take on ISIS.  This is where I’m supposed to be. When I rejected the CIA, almost out of college, I couldn’t fathom what the future would bring, but now I understand.

Know Your Own Mind

A reminder to self…to keep it simple.

When you know your own mind, no one else can make it up for you or force you off course for lack of resolve or clarity.

Know Your Own Mind_Deb Beacham_My Advocate Center

Build a Bridge of Support

Asking for what you need is one of the hardest things to do, but it’s worth the effort.

Start now!

Bridge of Support_Deb Beacham_My Advocate Center

Thinning the Thin Blue Line for Political Gain

A candidate spoke of the positives coming out of the violence at his political rally. Yes, he did.

No mention of the injured officer or of the waste of our tax dollars caused by his inciting of violence and intentionally divisive, inflammatory words and conduct. But he did speculate it could be good for his vote count while talking to media and even went on to talk about himself and his supporters as being the victims for having their first amendment rights denied.

This could be the thinning of what is already a thin blue line.

What does #ThinBlueLine mean?

The Thin Blue Line is a symbol used by law enforcement, originating in the United Kingdom but now prevalent in the United States and Canada to commemorate fallen officers and to symbolize the relationship of the police in the community as the protectors of the citizenry from the criminal element. In my opinion this line gets thinner when people treat law enforcement with disrespect and make their jobs harder, and integrity – or the lack of it – has everything to do with this problem.

Think. When we unnecessarily make police work harder by inciting violence we – candidates who activate hate, racism, fear, anti-semitism, and more – undermine our officers’ ability to protect and to serve as they are trying to do.

Poor judgment by candidates increases the risk to our officers, to families and children, to businesses, and, yes, to reporters as well. When you put down women, minorities and lie about what you’re doing, you’re inviting in abuse…but this candidate then rewards it with more fanfare.

When we create situations that cause law enforcement to have to react – and these are avoidable situations – we are wasting our resources, taking officers away from areas where others are truly in need of protection.

This candidate said about a protestor, “I was ready for him,” Trump said. “But it’s much easier if the cops do it.” This says he knows what he’s doing, escalating fear and hate, but that it’s not his problem, it’s law enforcement’s problem. And…it’s OUR problem as taxpayers, as parents, as business owners, etc. This doesn’t help us – – it hurts us.

Consider these statements in this CNN report:

Trump campaign manager Corey Lewandowski added, “We don’t make decisions in a vacuum. We coordinate with all the appropriate law enforcement.”

But Anthony Guglielmi, a Chicago police spokesman, told CNN that Trump’s claim that he informed a police commander before making the decision to cancel the rally was “absolutely untrue.”

“No one from the campaign contacted the Chicago Police Department and we were not involved at all in canceling the event,” Guglielmi told CNN. [So this candidate’s going to subject our officers to greater risk, and our citizens, and then lie about his campaign’s conduct while blaming police.]

“I was literally standing next to the superintendent when we were notified by the university that the event had been canceled. I think a lot of people were surprised, including the Secret Service officer standing next to us who was notified at the same time.”

Guglielmi added that police then dispatched an additional 100 police officers to the University of Illinois arena, where the event was being held, to assist with crowd control.

What if, Mr. Presidential Candidate, instead of stirring up violent protests for the sake of attention, media ratings and to distract from your own misconduct, you managed in a way that encourages law enforcement to use their time and energy to rescue victims of child trafficking and to pursue the predators in each area you visit?

That is what honoring law enforcement and protecting our vulnerable citizens looks like, when you choose what is right for them over what your ego demands.

If enough people say the truth over and over again maybe it will start to resonate with voters who still have integrity and empathy for people.

To the millions who are struggling, losing children, homes, health and jobs, I hope you’ll consider the attitude and example of candidates and watch how they treat others. If someone is cavalier about risking the lives of our officers, retaliates against a victim of violence for speaking out, threatens anyone who speaks out against him and rewards those who put profits over facts, what chance do you think we’ll have of getting him to care about the plight of families and children? Where on his list of priorities do you think your family will fall?

Respond to me on Twitter @DebBeachamATL or @MyAdvocateCentr, or via MyAdvocateCenter.com.

Deb Beacham

Deb Beacham, My Advocate Center
Deb Beacham, My Advocate Center

 

Hope and Heritage: New American Century for Millennials

ChristinaWantstoKnow_GAPrimary_RubioCampaignChristina wants to know why such a diverse crowd showed up in Georgia to learn more and support Marco Rubio for President of the United States. From long time Republicans and generally conservative voters to new, young voters to newer American citizens, Christina heard a common and positive theme of hope.

This interview of another college student gave us a clear view into the mind of a well-spoken and motivated millennial. This young man is graduating from college and expects to be in medical school soon and we appreciate him sharing his viewpoint as a student, a future doctor and as someone with a different heritage from most of the supporters who attended this overflowing event. As Christina made her way through the crowd with Pro Advocate Radio’s microphone he waved at her while holding his “Arabs for Rubio” sign, and of course she wanted to know more!

Listen to what he has to say about why Senator Rubio is his choice for millennial voters.

Mt Paran Christian School Rubio Rally

 

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