Do You Know Where Your Children Are?
I’m laying in bed, wide awake. My dogs are sound asleep. One down at Dons feet, while the littlest likes to crawl under the comforter, circle around and make his way back up towards our pillows. He stops just short of fresh air. How does he breathe under there!? We lift the cover ever so often to make sure he’s still alive. He’s over 2 years old – and has done this since a puppy, but we continue to check. Yes, he’s under there and yes, he is breathing.
Enough about my dogs…there’s a song buzzing thru my head and I felt the desire to blog.
“Do you know where your children are?”
Where and when did that phrase become so catchy!? I ask myself. And, so I looked it up.
According to the always accurate Wikipidia (a little but of sarcasm there), “it was a popular question used as a public service announcement for parents on American Television. Its heyday was throughout the 1960s, 1970s, 1980s, but has made a comeback as of late. The question is usually asked around 10:00PM or 11:00PM, depending on the market and/or the time of the local youth curfew.”
Of recent – Michael Jackson (from his grave) has brought it back.
Regardless of how you feel about Michael Jackson as a person – you must admit, he writes some great stuff. (And has some sweet dance moves). Just out of curiosity – what Michael move did you just envision? Huh? Huh? Brave enough to comment?
As a fan of Michael Jackson’s…I waited patiently for the release of his highly anticipated album, XSCAPE. The album features eight previously unavailable songs originally recorded between 1983 and 1999. Cool, eh?
I found the lyrics to the song Do You Know Where Your Children Are? (Written in 1991 – but just released) … powerful. And that the title of the album is called Xscape.
Which brings me to this-
I’m preparing to lead my 7th Adventures in Missions team to Thailand, 5th to Cambodia in just 3 years. I leave this Monday…and will be gone for almost 4 weeks. While I love leading other trips and teams – these have a special place in my heart. If you want to know more about our work there, sex and/or human trafficking issues – I’d love to visit, email or have a conversation about how you can get involved.
Once again, I’m asking that you support through your prayers. Thank you! (Don will be joining me for part of these trips)
Why do I keep returning? Simple – I know where the children are and it’s not with their parents.
It’s twelve o’clock
And there’s someone out on the street
Just imagine how scared they are
Save them from this living hell
Save them, ’cause I, I wanna help
Save them, I’m tired and I’m mad
Save them, ’cause this, it ain’t no joke
Save them, ’cause I’m out to share about the redeeming blood of God’s Son.
Save them, ’cause I don’t wanna ignore
Save them, it’s time we replied
Save them.
I took a little liberty with MJ’s lyrics. Below is how MJ wrote it.
Do You Know Where Your Children Are – lyrics by Michael Jackson.
Father comes home from work and he’s scared to death
Mother cries for her kid in a note she read
Father runs to the table, he said, “What’s going on?”
Mother cries desperately, “Our little baby’s gone”
Do you know where your children are?
Because it’s now twelve o’clock
And there’s someone out on the street
Just imagine how scared they are
She wrote that she is tired of stepdaddy using her
Saying that he’ll buy her things while sexually abusing her
Just think that she’s all alone somewhere out on the street
How will this girl survive?
She ain’t got nothin’ to eat.
Do you know where your children are?
Because it’s now twelve o’clock
And there’s someone out on the street
Just imagine how scared they are
Save me from this living hell
Save me, ’cause I, I wanna help
Save me, I’m tired and I’m mad
Save me, ’cause this, it ain’t no joke
Save me, ’cause I’m out for blood
Save me, ’cause I don’t wanna ignore
Save me, it’s time I replied
Save me (guitar solo)
Now she’s on the move, she’s off to Hollywood
She said she wanna be a star, she heard the money’s good
She gets off from the train station, a man is waiting there
“I’ll show you where the money is, girl, just let down your hair”
He’s taking her on the streets of Sunset Boulevard
She’s selling her body hard, “Girl, that will take you far”
The police come ’round the corner ’cause somebody’s there,
I told He’s arresting this little girl that’s only twelve years old
Do you know where your children are?
Because it’s now twelve o’clock
And there’s someone out on the street
Just imagine how scared they are
