Archive for the Christine “Clarity” McDonald Category

Cry Purple, Coming Soon

Posted in #PaulthePoke, Christine "Clarity" McDonald with tags , on January 17, 2020 by paulthepoke

Featuring Christine McDonald

4 years ago this month, Anita Cordell asked Christine if she could make her story into a movie. 4 years of working, planning, writing, crying, & laughing all have led to now. We can now see the light. Last night, the estimated budget for the film was sent to Anita, the Producer/Director of Cry Purple the movie.

For those new & old to the page, I feel it is time! SO, HERE WE GO!! Please prayerfully consider helping in any way to get Christine McDonald’s story made into a film. If you are donating, as of right now, donations will continue to go through one of our fiscal sponsors One by One Project off of the Cry Purple website. Investment opportunities are also available. Please share, share, share. We are available to meet with your church leaders for fundraising opportunities. Exciting things ahead.

In the video below, Anita Cordell, Producer & Director of Cry Purple movie, sits with Christine McDonald, author of the book Cry Purple to share a little about the film and to ask you to join them in helping make this amazing true story. The film is a picture of what Christine’s life was like on the streets of Kansas City, as well as her journey from addiction to the life of a mother, including her journey to blindness.

WON’T YOU JOIN US?   The Cry Purple movie team needs help in raising $247,420 to make this film.  This is a budget for an ULB SAGE film shooting in Kansas City and we need this story told. Won’t you consider helping? Click on the link below for more information regarding the movie production.

https://crypurplemovie.com/

The CRY PURPLE movie will be based off of the book, Cry Purple, and true story, written by Christine McDonald. The movie will be adding in scenes and people, therefore, in the coming months, a re-release of the book will be announced, including these new scenes.  Christine’s story is her journey through homelessness, crack addiction and prison.  But, it doesn’t end there. We also walk with her through blindness, motherhood and happiness.  This story is from the heart and is an eye-opening view of life on the streets and beyond. Your heart will be stirred, moved to action, and inspired.  

Christine McDonald is an internationally recognized author and speaker on the social injustices facing under served populations today.  As a survivor of human trafficking, homelessness, and addiction, Christine -now blind as a result of a disease that forced her to choose between her unborn child and her eyesight- is on a mission to bring justice and awareness to the forefront of social change through education and unconditional love. 

We hope you will join us on the journey of getting her story on film.  To book her or purchase the CRY PURPLE book, click on the link below.

http://www.christinesvision.org/

Bond of the Street… Christine McDonald

Posted in #PaulthePoke, Christine "Clarity" McDonald with tags , , , , on January 3, 2020 by paulthepoke

Men and women who survive life on the streets share a bond like no other. This bond is an unspoken connection, commitment, respect, and love for each other that isn’t the same as the relationships we build outside of the life. The help we once offered each other out on the streets looked very different from what those outside of the life might understand.

The help we offered might look more like a hit of dope if someone was beaten or raped, or a shared sandwich. Or it might even look like a ride in a car or a night’s sleep in a hotel room to shower, if one of us had access to such a rare thing. Sometimes we watched over one another as we slept, particularly if we were sleeping outdoors or in an empty building. Sometimes we shared quarters for the dryers in the laundromat to get warm or dry off our clothes. I could go on. On the streets, we had each others’ backs, because no one else in the world did.

Once I heard an example of a similar type of bond formed among the survivors of a plane crash. Some died in the crash, and it took days for the survivors to be found. These individuals, who didn’t even know each other before this event, shared a bond and a connection that can’t be recreated outside of that event with another person. I think it’s the same for those of us who survived the streets and prostitution.

I was so sick with a cough, fever, sore throat—the works. A car turned the corner. I walked up and saw a friendly face, a “junkie–driver.” A junkie–driver is someone who gets high and has a car. His hustle is giving us rides to get dope. This particular junkie–driver drove a van. I heard voices and looked in the back. I saw a couple of folks from the hood warming up in the back. There were blankets everywhere. I asked if I could have one as I let out a cough.

They said I didn’t look so good, but I told them I was just sick and would be fine. I said, “I got cash for gas and for some dope if I can just ride for a while and rest.” They said sure. I gave them my cash as I climbed in the back. I said I didn’t need any dope; I just wanted to sleep. I curled up in a ball under a blanket and slept.

I don’t know how long they let me sleep back there, but I know it had been daylight when I got in and it was dark when they woke me up. “Ellie, it’s time. You got any more gas money?” I didn’t. They said they had someone
with some money, so they were letting me out and they would be back in an hour or so to check on me…

I share this story, I suppose, to show that we were there for each other. The help we offered one another might not look like help to an outsider looking in, but we took care of each other in the best ways we knew how. Ironically, I was offered more safety and true rest in that van with the junkie–driver than at many of the shelters around.

We recognized the brokenness we each shared, the hopelessness, the disparity, yet we always saw the humanity in one another—something the rest of the world chose not to see in us.

“Love your neighbor, all of ’em.” -Christine Clarity McDonald

https://crypurplemovie.com/

My Back, Your Back… Christine McDonald

Posted in #PaulthePoke, Christine "Clarity" McDonald with tags , on December 20, 2019 by paulthepoke

Science may have found a cure for most evils; but it has found no remedy for the worst of them all, the apathy of human beings. —Helen Keller

We all know the feeling of being worn down as our body fights off a common cold or the flu. All you want to do is the very thing you need to do, which is rest. We know that the best thing we can do is stay in our nice, comfy beds, curled up under the blankets until our symptoms pass.

But what if you didn’t have a bed? Or a roof to sleep under? What if, when winter hit, you didn’t have so much as a winter coat or blanket? That pesky common cold now becomes a huge fight for your life.

Even in the worst of circumstances, we instinctively seek out comfort. Have you ever thought of where a homeless person goes when they are fighting for their life in this way?

As you journey with me through this next story, put yourself in my shoes. Allow yourself to feel what I felt.

Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you from the creation of the world. For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home. I was naked, and you gave me clothing. I was sick, and you cared for me. I was in prison, and you visited me.—Matthew 25:34–36, NLT

“Love your neighbor, all of ’em.” -Christine Clarity McDonald

https://crypurplemovie.com/

Free Will & Love… Christine McDonald

Posted in #PaulthePoke, Christine "Clarity" McDonald with tags , , on December 3, 2019 by paulthepoke

Only the man who has had to face despair is really convinced that he needs mercy. Those who do not want mercy never seek it. It is better to find God on the threshold of despair than to risk our lives in a complacency that has never felt the need of forgiveness. A life that is without problems may literally be more hopeless than one that always verges on despair. ―Thomas Merton, No Man Is an Island

One of the most powerful and wonderful gifts God has given humanity is free will. When He created us, it was for love. C.S. Lewis wrote in his book The Problem of Pain, “We were made not primarily that we may love God (though we were made for that too) but that God may love us, that we may become objects in which the divine love may rest ‘well pleased. ’”

Love is not love if it is forced; therefore God gave us the ability to choose Him, to accept Him or reject Him.

When we turn on the news, or read a book such as this one, we may find ourselves asking, “How can a loving God let these things happen?” The truth is that our sinful human choices are a consequence of rejecting the One who made us. What is more profound than the fact that He gave us the choice to reject Him is the fact that He loves us and never leaves us even in our darkest moments, and even when we don’t yet know Him.

As you read this story of human darkness, be reminded that God so filled me with His love and gave me beauty for ashes by giving me the courage to share my story and not give up on love. My love of Christ, my love for the broken, and even my love for the ignorant who still want to label me are powerful testimony of just how far–reaching God’s healing love can be when we choose to accept Him.

Let this story also serve as a reminder to us of all the wars people fight every day of their lives. We may not see these wars on the outside, but they are there. To love like Christ, unconditionally, means we love without demanding that the other person prove their worthiness of that love.

1 John 4:19 says, “We love because He first loved us.”
Our very ability to love exists because it was initiated by love Himself. Who are we to ever deem another unlovable or undeserving?


“Love your neighbor, all of ’em.” -Christine Clarity McDonald

https://crypurplemovie.com/

Test the Spirits… Christine McDonald

Posted in #PaulthePoke, Christine "Clarity" McDonald with tags , , , , on November 22, 2019 by paulthepoke

Acts 20:29 I know that after my departure fierce wolves will come in among you, not sparing the flock.

1 John 4:1 Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God. For many false prophets have gone out into the world.

…Of course, I thought to myself, I’m a working girl. Not even a leader of faith can allow me some safety, some sleep, some warmth, without expecting me to perform at some level. I understood all too well that being a prostitute meant the world around me viewed me differently. I knew people didn’t see us the same as everyone else.

Leaders of faith, law enforcement, case workers—it was all the same. Leaders of the faith would use you just like everyone else. The officers who arrested you would drive you someplace, only to offer to let you go if you’d perform. Sometimes you’d perform for them only to be treated horribly while they laughed and called you names. And they’d still take you to jail.

I suppose, as I consider, I have been bought/paid for by lawyers, judges, teachers, preachers, counselors, construction workers, professional athletes, journalists, cops, fathers, grandfathers uncles, brothers, husbands, boyfriends—I could go on. But one thing is absolute: They, the buyers, were from all walks of life and all economic statuses; the only common denominator they had was me, the prostituted person, an object for their play of privilege and perversions. And on this day a believer, a faith leader, an apparent “helping hand” could not see my pain, my despair.

Even the supposed good guys saw me, the prostituted, as a mere, simple object and somehow less than human and unworthy of anything beyond that identity. Thus the cycle of exploitation continued in place of the help I desperately sought.

“Love your neighbor, all of ’em.” -Christine Clarity McDonald

https://crypurplemovie.com/


Character Counts… Christine McDonald

Posted in #PaulthePoke, Christine "Clarity" McDonald, Culture with tags , , , , , on November 12, 2019 by paulthepoke

Unfortunately, some seemingly good resources can be hiding places for those who would prey on the broken and exploited. We can’t assume that someone’s title—pastor, teacher, officer, doctor, etc.—is necessarily a reflection of their character.

The enemy of our souls doesn’t have to work too hard to keep a broken soul from finding freedom or from finding Christ while they are on the street. But when glimmers and flickers of hope pop up through helping ministries and programs, it only takes one untrustworthy individual to destroy all other efforts.

Those of us who have chosen to fight against trafficking, exploitation, and the devaluing of human life must also accept the responsibility of being above reproach in our actions and words. We must be willing to shine a light on the shadows and areas of darkness even within our own organizations. To look the other way or allow these things to pass without consequence makes us equally responsible as those who are devouring human souls by turning them into commodities that can be traded, sold, or discarded.

photo: Shutterstock

Good day everyone! Be blessed! God is stirring something in KC. He is gathering His people, a little revivalish… a lot radical for Jesus! Transformational Kingdom work! Restoration for His people, hope inspired, transformational grace, endless mercies.

Stay tuned cause everyone will have a place at the Table. Keep watching in the weeks to come for the details and announcements. And I’ll look forward to seeing you there!

“Love your neighbor, all of ’em.” -Christine Clarity McDonald

https://crypurplemovie.com/

Do Your Best… Christine McDonald

Posted in #PaulthePoke, Christine "Clarity" McDonald, Culture with tags , , on October 27, 2019 by paulthepoke

From The Same Kind of Human, Seeing the Marginalized and Exploited through Eyes of Grace

God does not demand that every man attain to what is theoretically highest and best. It is better to be a good street sweeper than a bad writer, better to be a good bartender than a bad doctor, and the repentant thief who died with Jesus on Calvary was far more perfect than the holy ones who had Him nailed to the cross. And yet, abstractly speaking, what is more holy than the priesthood and less holy than the state of a criminal? The dying thief had, perhaps, disobeyed the will of God in many things: but in the most important event of his life he listened and obeyed. The Pharisees had kept the law to the letter and had spent their lives in the pursuit of a most scrupulous perfection. But they were so intent upon perfection as an abstraction that when God manifested His will and His perfection in a concrete and definite way they had no choice but to reject it. ―Thomas Merton, No Man Is an Island

Christine McDonald was recently featured on Fox 4 News. See the link below for the written article and video report.

“Love your neighbor, all of ’em.” -Christine Clarity McDonald

https://crypurplemovie.com/

PaulthePoke

Prophecy Watch & Bible Study

%d bloggers like this: