It’s amazing how a simple four-word phrase when spoken aloud can turn into a profound and life changing experience.
We recently filmed our public service announcements in Oklahoma City at Victory Church inviting groups of women ranging in age from four to seventy-five to come and be a voice for the dignity of women and children everywhere. After giving a brief history of the ‘Somebody’s Daughter’ journey and explaining the vision of our ‘She’s Somebody’s Daughter’ initiative, each lady was invited to stand in front of the camera and say...
“I am Somebody’s Daughter.”
We encouraged each one to be a voice for the voiceless; to picture those in their lives who needed to hear this message, and to speak with whatever emotion filters to the surface. The amazing thing to watch was how each one told their own unique story, spoken through their tone of voice, facial expressions, body language, and most meaningfully through their eyes.
Some women were proud to the point of being regal. Others were defiant. Some were broken. Some spoke quietly and timidly, and others spoke with strength and authority. Some sobbed within seconds and others became emotional more slowly. Some didn’t cry at all. One women in her seventies turned to us with tears streaming down her cheeks and said, “I was affected as a child by this kind of abuse when Playboy was the worst thing there was.”
Incredibly a few ladies conveyed a staggering array of conflicting emotion – joy, sadness, dignity, disillusionment, and resolve - all at the same time. Many of the women left with tears in their eyes saying thank you. Several said that participating in this had brought a sense of healing. And still more said that as they spoke the words of their relationship to others they were overcome with a deep sense of their own value.
“I never realized how important I am to so many people.”
Their openness and vulnerability, their dignity and courage are to be admired and commended. We also asked each lady to feel free to speak aloud the other important relationships in her life.
I am somebody’s sister.
I am somebody’s mother.
I am somebody’s friend.
Several men volunteered to step up and speak into the camera with messages of their own:
I am somebody’s son.
I am somebody’s brother.
I am somebody’s father.
It was a blessing to see and hear many participants share how the process awakened in them a new sense of their own value. Some even stated that saying these four words in such a way turned into a healing experience for them personally. An awareness is stirring in our country as hearts and lives are being touched in certain ways. We are excited to be a part of it, and can say with confidence: no matter what else happens in 2013, all those who took part in this filming were blessed and will never forget this experience.
What would you like to say?
‘I am somebody’s ___________.’