Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Goat Walk
Here's a slideshow of the Goat Walk!
http://video214.com/play/uIC1mn02Q66BLTPOVlsrDw/s/dark
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Our First Benefit
This weekend is Lia's first benefit!
The Yotter/Moe family is so special to me, and I'm very excited to have our first official benefit be in memory of Grandma Mavis. To find out more about ALS, click *here*. Stay tuned for photos!
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Lia Images. Love. In. Action. 1 John 3:18
You read about natural disasters, staggering statistics, and war. You hear the news broadcaster talk about the latest statistic in AIDS. But what hits you the hardest? The images. The noise. The cries. An expression that breaks your heart. A reason for you to love someone you’ve never even met. The images pull on the strings of our heart. They urge us to do something. To give ten dollars to your local food shelf. To sponsor a child in Africa for a year. We pray for “them”. But who are “they”?
“They” are children. Just like your sons, daughters, nephews, nieces, and grandchildren. “They” long to run, skip, jump, and play. But “they” are orphaned, alone, and hungry.
“They” are teenagers. Forced to sell their body to feed themselves or work in conditions that we as Americans can’t even imagine.
“They” are parents, grandparents. Struggling to feed their children even once a day. “They” try to find work doing anything they can, just to get by until tomorrow.
“They” are people. Faces. Lives. Just like you. Just like me. I want to put a face on “them”.
The AIDS orphan living in a slum in India.
The young boy in Africa forced to be a soldier in a war he doesn’t want to fight.
The teenage girl living in Asia forced to be someone she doesn’t want to be by poverty, with no hope of escape.
The mother in Haiti, widowed by the earthquake, picking thru garbage in a land fill to find something she can eat, give to her children, or sell.
I want to work along side the organizations that help them.
But this isn’t only in far-flung nations across the world. “They” live right here too. Right here in the USA.
We have children in foster homes, or even being raised by biological parents, that are neglected and abused. They have never heard the words “I love you” and can’t remember the last time they were hugged.
We have young boys forced to be men long before they are ready.
We have teenage girls who just want to fit in. So they sacrifice their modesty, virginity, and self-dignity just to be like the woman on a TV screen who doesn’t even know they exist.
We have single mothers, and fathers, struggling to raise their children. Working three jobs, just to put food on the table.
“They” are children. Just like your sons, daughters, nephews, nieces, and grandchildren. “They” long to run, skip, jump, and play. But “they” are orphaned, alone, and hungry.
“They” are teenagers. Forced to sell their body to feed themselves or work in conditions that we as Americans can’t even imagine.
“They” are parents, grandparents. Struggling to feed their children even once a day. “They” try to find work doing anything they can, just to get by until tomorrow.
“They” are people. Faces. Lives. Just like you. Just like me. I want to put a face on “them”.
The AIDS orphan living in a slum in India.
The young boy in Africa forced to be a soldier in a war he doesn’t want to fight.
The teenage girl living in Asia forced to be someone she doesn’t want to be by poverty, with no hope of escape.
The mother in Haiti, widowed by the earthquake, picking thru garbage in a land fill to find something she can eat, give to her children, or sell.
I want to work along side the organizations that help them.
But this isn’t only in far-flung nations across the world. “They” live right here too. Right here in the USA.
We have children in foster homes, or even being raised by biological parents, that are neglected and abused. They have never heard the words “I love you” and can’t remember the last time they were hugged.
We have young boys forced to be men long before they are ready.
We have teenage girls who just want to fit in. So they sacrifice their modesty, virginity, and self-dignity just to be like the woman on a TV screen who doesn’t even know they exist.
We have single mothers, and fathers, struggling to raise their children. Working three jobs, just to put food on the table.
Lia Images' mission is to provide quality, professional portraits to families in need; whether it be because of illness, financial problems, or loss of a loved one. Lia Images' also works alongside other organizations working to provide for the needy and spread the Word of God.
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