The Jubilee Market
The Jubilee Market exists to: restore and empower women enslaved by tradition and poverty driven entrapments, establish Vocational Schools to create a safe work environment, a place where survivors of human trafficking and "at risk" individuals can work with dignity and respect, a place where they learn a trade to earn a fair wage to support themselves and their families, a place to be what God created them to be... FREED, create sustainable economic development programs that support individuals and communities, and create a marketplace to offer opportunities for people to support the cause of rescue and restoration by purchasing products that have been made by FREED. You can serve and become part of the process of transformation in the life of a woman bringing her hope and dignity. Your purpose is now attached to someone's destiny.
I am Liz Glover, a mother of two, a grandmother of three, married to Grady Glover for thirty-seven years. There is nothing significant or noteworthy in the history of my life. I don't consider myself to be extraordinary. I lived my life asking God what my purpose in life is. The “why was I born question” was continually in my heart.
Every day... day in and day out... and every year... year in and year out... nothing extraordinary or significant happened. I just “did the next thing”. Sometimes that “next thing” was changing diapers, cooking a meal, sewing draperies for the house, creating a homey little nest for my family. But I always felt that there was something huge that I was supposed to accomplish, that God had a great purpose for my life and when I would ask Him what He wanted me to do he would tell me, “just do the next thing.”
In 2007, I was watching the news with my husband and there was a documentary about human trafficking. It was then that I learned that slavery still exists, and it rocked my world forever, but the documentary was not only about slavery. It was the most horrific kind of slavery - sex slavery. Every emotion you can imagine from rage, to grief, to determination surged through my being. I had a knowing in my heart that God had gifted me to do something to help. I cried out to God and said. “I do not know what to do. Teach me what I can do to help.” Within the week God led me into contact with an organization who empowers women to have job skills by establishing micro-enterprise businesses within organizations that rescue and restore victims of human trafficking. Jewels 4 God, Int’l (organization for empowering people in need), invited Grady and I to go on a trip to Mumbai, India.
We were escorted through the red light district this city and given careful instructions about how to dress, how to walk, where to direct my eyes and how to behave. We saw things that we could never have imagined in our wildest dreams. No Hollywood set or movie could have prepared us on places that we walked. I had no idea that places this horrendous existed in the world. And yet these people are born here, exist here, and will die here and never know of open blue skies, green meadows, clean conditions and most especially peace and freedom. “How many of these miles of streets and alleyways are brothels?” I lay in horror. The unimaginable answer, “every street, every house, every doorway is a brothel. Every woman you see is a prostituted slave, owned by another human being. Every little girl you see is there for the same life as her mother unless someone extends a hand and brings her out.”For so long I had heard the words of Jesus in the book of Matthew saying, “I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me... Truly I tell you. Whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.”
Standing in a free medical clinic in the middle of the Red Light district in Mumbai I mentally and spiritually rolled up my sleeves and again prayed the same original prayer, “Lord I don’t know what is to be seen, but I know that I am part of the solution. Teach me what to do to help.” I knew then that God had called me to devote my life to helping these women and children, and it was upon that calling that I became committed to doing what I was designed and put in place to do.
The product of this commitment is the 501(c) (3) non-profit organization, the Jubilee Market. Again, I am not special or unique, even in this calling. So many people have made this exact same journey. I am asked frequently. “How can I help? I know that I need to do something, but I have no idea what or how. I am more of a mom with young children. I can’t go to India or another foreign country. But I can’t ignore the burden that God laid on my heart.”