Nothing Is Wasted: The Story Of Tsi

What drives you to do what you do? Where do your passions come from? What situations have you endured that have become a part of “your story” and have been redeemed to help others? We all have them. As Richard Rohr has said, “Nothing is wasted.” That is certainly true of Tsi, a fourteen-year-old girl we met on our third day in Ethiopia. World Vision wanted us to meet her because she has an inspirational story of survival and rescue, and also because they wanted us to see, first hand, what World Vision is doing to save lives.

Tsi, a beautiful teenager, (not unlike one of my own five daughters) is being raised by her mother and grandmother. Her father tragically died several years ago. When he died, the little girl begged her grandmother, “Please don’t give me to somebody else. Please don’t arrange a marriage for me.” The grandmother told Tsi, “Please be strong. Attend school. Do your best. Although your father is not alive, I will protect you.” This was her solemn promise.

A year ago, when Tsi was 13, she left home at 7 a.m. to walk to school. She had an hour walk ahead of her. While on the journey, five armed gunmen caught her, pulled her to the ground, beat her terribly, tore her clothes, threw away her shoes and raped her.

She screamed, but no one came to her rescue. The men forced her to travel two eight-hour days, barefoot, through rocky, dangerous desert ground. They took her to a narrow mud hut, and locked her inside. She was held prisoner there for forty days and nights, unable to see daylight. The leader would feed her a piece of Enjera (Ethiopian-style bread) a day through a window. He and his friends would visit her at night to rape her. She lost all hope of ever being set free and seeing her family again.

Si's 56-year old grandmother. One of the strongest women I've known.

Si's 56-year old grandmother. She never gave up. She kept her promise to always protect the daughter of her beloved son.

The morning of the abduction one of Tsi’s friends came running to the grandmother’s house yelling, “They’ve taken Tsi. They’ve taken Tsi.” The grandmother heard these cries, fell to the ground and shouted, “No! No! This cannot be!”

She pulled herself up and immediately started walking to Tsi’s school. Her worst fears were confirmed. Tsi was not at the school. From there, seeking help from the only ones who could help her, she walked several more hours to the World Vision office in the capitol city of Addis Ababa. World Vision immediately broke into action. The police were contacted and an innovative plan was devised. The main perpetrator’s parents were put in jail hoping to draw out the man for capture.

While the plan was being carried out, Elders from Tsi’s village paid a visit to the World Vision office. They threatened the World Vision staff and warned them to cease all prosecution attempts. “Leave us alone. Stay out of our business. This is our tradition. This is how a man may get a wife.” The members of the World Vision staff were shocked. “What if this was your daughter who was being treated so shamefully and so violently. You would not want this happen to your daughter.”

They replied, “It is our way. We would not stop it.” The World Vision staff, though very frightened by the threats, did not back down. They relentlessly continued working with the police and the court system to see that this man was captured and brought to justice.

He soon got word that his parents were in jail and came up with a plan of his own. He forced Tsi to sign a paper stating that she had gone with him of her own free will and wanted to marry him. He then proceeded to take her to his parent’s house—another two days traveling on foot.

Upon their arrival at the parent’s house, the police arrested the man, put him in jail, and released the parents. Finally, the man was convicted and was given the maximum sentence of fifteen years in jail.

On that hot afternoon, sitting under the shade of an acacia tree in the front yard of Tsi’s grandmother’s house, we heard this story. In fact, we heard three versions of it. One from Esatu, the World Vision staff person who helped Tsi’s family through the entire ordeal, one from the grandmother’s and finally Tsi’s own account of her terrifying forty days. We were all brought to tears as the details unfolded.

Jenna Lucado prays for Si and tells her that she is loved beyond measure by God.

Jenna Lucado prays for Tsi and tells her that she is loved beyond measure by God.

After Tsi finished her story, Jenna Lucado asked how she was doing now and whether she had any dreams for her future. “So many people are harmed by these traditional practices,” she said. “I want to be an advocate for the rights of women and children. I want to be an attorney. [Remember, she's only 14!] The most important thing to me now is my education.”  This is making beauty of ashes. This is redemption.

World Vision also worked with Tsi’s school to ensure that she passed the seventh grade, even though she missed so many school days. They were able to convince the school to use her excellent mid-term grades for her final grades. This was no small feat since the schools in Ethiopia are very strict. She is currently a straight-A student in the eighth grade.

None of this would have been possible except for the fact that Tsi was a World Vision sponsored child. Without WV as her advocate, Tsi’s grandmother would have had no where to turn. She would have been powerless. With no living father or grandfather, there would have been no hope for justice. World Vision was there to demonstrate practically the love of Christ to the hopeless, powerless and fatherless.

I repeat my questions: What drives you to do what you do? Where do your passions come from? What situations have you endured that have become, or could become, a part of “your story”? What, in your life can be redeemed in order to spread the love of God to others? May Tsi and her grandmother be an inspiration to all of us.

Remember: Nothing is wasted.

(This story is remembered to the best of my ability from notes I took. Please forgive me if any facts are incorrect.)

The telling of the story of Tsi. (Esatu, man on the right, is the World Vision friend & advocate of Tsi. He's also translating.

The telling of the story of Tsi. (Esatu, man on the right, is the World Vision friend & advocate of Tsi. He's also translating.

Si's grandmother invites us into her hut for coffee.

Tsi's grandmother invites us into her hut for coffee.

Serving one coffee is the ultimate expression of hospitality in Ethiopia.

Serving one coffee is the ultimate expression of hospitality in Ethiopia.

Everyone is seated on benches around the wall of Tsi's hut. (The coffee was really good!)

Everyone is seated on benches around the wall of Tsi's hut. (The coffee was really good!)

Take A Deep Breath (My thoughts on Andy Andrews’ The Noticer)

the-noticer-book3Today is the official release of Andy Andrews’ new book, The Noticer. Even though I’m not “officially” reviewing the book on my blog, I could not let this day go by without saying something about it.

I received a review copy of the book back in January and was asked to give some feedback before it went to press. After I read it Mike asked me what I thought. Before I could begin my critique, he said, “Better yet, let me ask you this question: Can you think of five people, right now, that you would want to give this book to?” Without one second of hesitation I said, “Absolutely.” That’s all he needed to hear.

I have indeed given the book to five people. Well, I can actually think of twelve people I’ve already given the book to—before it was even released. (There are some perks to being married to the CEO of the publishing company.) The first person I gave this book to was my friend Phil (not his real name). When Mike and I met Phil we immediately liked him. But we could tell that he had just come through some pretty rough waters. We came to find out that Phil had recently gone through a heartbreaking and painful divorce and to top it off also found himself in the midst of a failed business. We met him as a 52 years old man, lonely, unemployed and totally defeated, someone who had no hope for anything better in his future. He was lost and paralyzed about what to do next.

One morning I emailed him the following excerpt from The Noticer:

Take a deep breath. … People who can breathe … they are alive.

If you’re breathing, you are still alive. If you are alive, then you are still here, physically on this planet. If you are still here, then you have not completed what you were put on the earth to do. If you have not completed what you were put on earth to do . . . that means your very purpose has not yet been fulfilled. If your purpose has not yet been fulfilled, then the most important part of your life has not yet been lived. And if the most important part of your life has not yet been lived . . . if the most important part of your life is ahead of you, then, even during the worst times, one can be assured that there is more laughter ahead, more success to be look forward to, more children to teach and help, more friends to touch and influence.

There is proof of hope . . . for more.

~ Andy Andrews (The Noticer pg 83-85)

I followed up by sending him a copy of the book. Several days later I began to get emails from him.

The first email came in response to my question, “Are you liking The Noticer?” His response to me was, I love it! ‘Taking it to the games tomorrow to share with my friends there. … I’m smiling.

A couple of days later he wrote:

I am really just starting to believe… It is a matter of my perspective. I have had a wrong perspective for so long and I am excited about my future. Right now… Things are financially about as low as they can go; but everything else is so much better! Thanks to you and Michael for your gift of kindness. And really, I just don’t know how to say it, but I am feeling better. I have a long way to go… But I am looking forward to my journey like never before. I hope this is not temporary or fleeting thing.

When I saw him later that week, it was obvious that a deep, inner transformation was taking place. His circumstances hadn’t changed but his perspective of them was definitely changing and I could see it right on his face! The eyes don’t lie.

A few days later he jotted off this quick note to me: I just realized I am suffering from self-pity. That’s great! I was able to recognize it for what it is and that made me smile and feel better! This perspective stuff works!

And last night this little nugget showed up in my inbox: ‘Middle of  pg 133 just hit me right between the eyes. Thanks for being God’s delivery vehicle!

Upon finishing the book Phil shared these words: One thing I did know before reading The Noticer is that I needed help with the subject of perspective. So with my mechanical pencil in hand, I picked up the book and started my own conversation with Jones [the main character in the story]—God, incarnate for me. I needed to see my life from a different point of view. God’s point of view.” Phil is gaining a heart of wisdom. (Psalm 90:12)

Phil is really like you and me. “All people—all lives—are either in a crisis, coming out of a crisis, or headed for a crisis.” (The Noticer pg 31, 83). What we need, to make it through a crisis, is hope and perspective. Phil said to me, last night, “No matter how bad the choices and decisions (note I did not say mistakes) I have made in my life thus far, the good news is that it is from here that the best part of my life is designed to start.” That is a different perspective. That is hope.

This book will, make a difference in your life. I’m convinced of it. And it will make a difference in the lives of your friends. After you read it, ask yourself the question: Can I think of five people, right now, whom I’d like to give the book to?” I guarantee you will come up with at least five names. You’ll want to pass it on, to someone like Phil—like you and me.

For those of us in the midst of a relationship crisis, financial crisis, health crisis, or any kind of crisis, who need to begin rebuilding our lives, remember these words from Andy, “Rebuild with a grateful heart. You may have lost a house, but you did not lose your home. Remember, you are still breathing . . .”  (The Noticer pg 95).

Hope, It’s Next Best To Excitement

boy-fishing

I love collecting quotes. Most are from famous people like Abraham Lincoln, Helen Keller or Leo Tolstoy.

Occasionally I’m able to capture a priceless quote from someone I know. Such is the case with the following quote by an 8 year old boy, Austin Andrews. Austin is the son of my friends, author and speaker Andy Andrews, and his wife Polly. 

The Andrews live on the coast of the Gulf of Mexico. Fishing is one of their favorite pastimes. One day, while fishing with his dad, Austin said: 
 

“The reason I like to fish is because when everything is calm and quiet, your whole self is full of hoping. And whether you catch anything or not, you still get to hope. It’s a great feeling isn’t it? Hope, I mean. It’s next best to excitement.”  

Is your “whole self full of hoping?” What would have to happen in order to make this kind of hope possible for you?