February 27, 2014

christian sluts

This is my soapbox.  So listen up.  Because this is the blog I've been dying to write for a year.

Let us start with the title.  Does it piss you off?  Are you indignant?  If I use strong words today, it's because I feel very strongly about this.

In honor of "Shine a Light on Slavery Day," I'm going to do my part to shine a light on the role that you are playing.  In fact, I know very few (if any) Christian women who have not played a role in the culture of slavery that is prevalent in the world today.

Christian women dehumanize women they view as "sluts" or "skanks,"


It breaks my heart that Christian women, who should be using a community of love to bring all lost and lonely women into the fold, dehumanize other women.  I know this is true because I did it myself.  We Christian women oftentimes pride ourselves on modesty.  We made all these rules for ourselves - rules about leggings and dress length and camis.  We work hard to follow them, and then we are disgusted when we see women who do not conform to the dress code that we have created.  And something happens in that moment, we feel morally superior.  This feeling inside of our hearts is bad enough, but sometimes we even vocalize or express these by calling her immodest, ostracizing her, or giving her a look of disgust.

Do you know why you are offended when you see a phrase like "christian sluts"?  Because "slut," as well as "skank, whore, etc." are degrading.  If you wouldn't want someone to describe you that way, how dare you use it (if only in your mind) to describe any other girl out there?

Dehumanizing leads to objectification.


Starting to view women this way, as if they are less because they dress or act a certain way, leads to objectification.  This is why we ask what a woman was wearing or how she was behaving before she got raped.  Because, in our culture, "not being raped" is not an inherent human right.  It has to be earned by  your conformity to society's standards of modesty and how a "respectable" woman should act.  The woman becomes an object, and "I'm sorry, but how could you not expect a man to play with such a shiny toy once you put it out there?"

For more about this, see educator Laci Green -

Objectification is the excuse for slavery.

If a person is an object, I can sell it, no problem.  These women are bought and sold like cattle, with absolutely no regard to them aside from how much money they can make the men around them.  Remember the 3/5ths compromise?  That's when America decided that African Americans would count as a little more than half a person.  The population of slaves in our world today are invisible to us, with no rights.  They get offered a job in another country, and then they disappear forever.  And when we see them on the streets, propisitioning men, we despise them and look at them like they're less than human.

And so it goes full circle.

They're enslaved because of how we think of them, and we judge them because they're enslaved.


The process starts with you.  Change the way you think about women, think about people.  Respect all human beings and their right to freedom.  Or will you look the other way, because you were fortunate to be born in a part of the world where this is a rare problem for you?  Though the U.S. may not have a high rate of human trafficking (though trust me, it happens), our attitudes still increase trafficking around the world.  The first step in ending rape culture is respecting all humans' right to freedom (and to not be raped).  And to do so, we must abolish words like "slut."

So next time you see a woman who doesn't fit your idea of how a women should dress and act, try being her friend, instead of signing away her humanity in your own mind.

Next time you think, "those shorts are too short," or "oh my gosh, she is showing way too much boob," maybe you can take a minute to pray for her.  Don't pray that she changes her clothes.  And don't assume that she doesn't have Jesus either.  Don't even pray that she will respect herself more; you have no idea how she feels about herself.  Pray for her right not to be objectified or dehumanized by anyone.

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February 4, 2014

maya maya

Being here, being anywhere, you get used to the things you see.  Heartbreak and tragedy just don't hit you the same way.  How could it?  If you see something every day, it starts to seem normal.  I suppose that's how we, as a world, can let horrible things happen, if we are eased into them slowly.

But one little girl has woken my heart back up and broken it all over again.

Her name is Maya.  What can I tell you about her?  She's more musically-oriented than any other child I've ever known.  If she's fussy, you can turn some music on or start singing; she'll forget why she's mad and start dancing.  She sings along with every song I have, even the first time she hears it.  She loves Quincy, when most of the other little ones are afraid of my harmless kitty cat.  She's content to watch me work out, as long as I blow her a kiss as I walk on by.  She's beautiful, absolutely beautiful, with the best smile you could ever see.  She's the happiest little girl I've ever known.

What else could I tell you?  Just a couple months ago, she was severely malnourished - about 6 lbs at age 2.  She was abandoned at the hospital, and my friend Ashley found her and started to take care of her.  Today, she is doing well and has gained lots of weight!  I look at her, and I'm suddenly angry.

Who could do this?  What kind of a person would leave this precious, adorable baby to die, alone in a hospital?

And as quickly as my anger was inflamed, it dissipates.  What kind of a person would do this?  A desperate person, with no hope of keeping the precious baby alive.  Maybe her father thought the hospital could find her a better life.  Or maybe he just didn't want to watch her die.

Whose fault is this?  Mine.  Yours.  Every person who has a lot in this world is burdened with the responsibility for its condition.  I don't want to be a part of a world that leaves beautiful baby girls to die alone in the hospital.  I want to be a part of the world that finds a way to restore the families, to restore the children, a world that doesn't let a single child slip through its fingers unnoticed and unloved.

Just look at her.







Love.

January 23, 2014

giving up

Today, I am giving up on two big things in my life.


Number one: fundraising.  

You heard it.  No, I don't plan on leaving Haiti anytime soon, but I'm giving up on fundraising.  Don't get me wrong; I actually don't think it's horrible un-enjoyable.  Inviting people to be a part of what God is doing in you and through you can be so amazing at times, but that's not how it's been lately.  I've been striving, working so hard to make it happen, worrying (it's hard for me to confess to worry!  I always think of myself as a chill non-worrier) about how it will happen.  I mean, what would you do if I told you that you could have everything you've wanted - but someone else has to pay for it?  People are happy to oblige at first, but it gets harder and harder.  I feel like I've asked the same people over and over.  What's next?  Should I get on my knees and beg?  Would that even make a difference?  I worked hard on sending things out to people, on making a video to capture people's attention.  [By the way, if you haven't seen the adorable video - credit to Jessica Hogan for all the editing - you can find it here:
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So what am I saying in this jumbled mess of thoughts?  I'm saying that I'm officially hiring God as my fundraising manager.  I'm not going to ask anymore.  No more worrying for me!  If the money comes in, great!  I'll stay a long time and do ministry here!  If the money doesn't come in, great!  I'll go somewhere else and do ministry there!  Time to let it go and just let it happen.

Now number two is probably more relatable.  And honestly, it should be its own blog because I could potentially have a lot to say on the subject.

I am giving up on people pleasing.

Being at Asbury and living in the wonderful community that I had, I mostly forgot that people-pleasing tends to be an issue for me.  That was because I could generally please God and please people and even please myself all at the same time!  But real life isn't like that for me.  I've spent a lot of time in the past four months trying to please someone - maybe even multiple people - who didn't have Godly intentions.  And a part of me equated displeasing that person with displeasing God, and it's just not right.  This year, I vow to focus so much on pleasing God that I don't care whether it pleases people or not!  I can already see myself making progress on this one.  It takes a lot of work and a lot of energy to try to please people all the time, and the truth is that it's generally impossible.  You'll end up disappointed in yourself and feeling like you've let down everyone you know.

So, this is the last time I'll say it. (Unless you ask!) I still need a few thousand dollars to guarantee that I can stay for the year.  You might think that it's not important to be funded for more than a couple months ahead of time, but (in addition to wanting to have a little bit of time to plan my own life,) I want to be able to promise these girls that they have me, all of me, for this whole year.

Here's my Youcaring site: www.youcaring.com/loveorphans

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If you're not a fan of Paypal, you may send a check to my mother.  Make it out to me - Shelby Bollar - and my mom will put it DIRECTLY into my account!

Catherine Bollar
41 Robinson Drive
Palm Coast, FL 32164