**I need to clarify somethings. I can't say where I am or where I was. I can't post photos becuase it could give that all away. I can't say her actual name or where she works, and I sure cannot tell you what mafia is involved. This may make the things vague, but I want to protect her in anyway I can.**
I can't really ever recall a time I have ever been stunned into silence. What I mean is having a shocking truth revealed to you about a person you truly and genuinely care for can literally stun you into silence. Your head is racing with questions, but you cannot make your mouth form the words or even make sound come out. I had no idea what to do or how to react. Part of me was terriffied and part of me wanted to go all out Rambo on some people. Plans started forming in my head. One for self preservation and the other was to fight for her and rescue her.
Her name is Hope (it's what I am declaring over her) and she works in a club/bar. She is not from Thailand. Hope told me she was 21 (my age) and studying economics in University. She also told me that she had been to America to study but now works here so she can pay for school in her home country.
All of what I just told you is probably a lie.
The place she works is a closed club/bar meaning you can't see into it and it's down a dark road. Because its a closed bar we can't go into it. The night I met Hope she was passing out flyers for the place she works. One of the girls that was walking with me had stopped to pet someone's dog and talk to that person. She had turned to say something to me, but I had moved. This is how we met Hope and her friend. The girl she thought was me happened to be working with Hope. Well the girl I was with immediately struck up a conversation with Hope's friend so I turned and started talking to Hope. I asked Hope if we could hangout sometime she said she would love to. When I asked for her number she said she couldn't remember so I wrote down my name and told her I would come back another night to get her number. As we were leaving I said, "I wrote down my first and last name hopefully she isn't involved with the mafia or something." We both just laughed because that could never be true.
Or could it?
I would go up and say hello and talk for about 3 or so minutes with Hope every night we were out. We even made plans to hang out, but she never showed. I loved seeing her and I know she enjoyed when I came over to talk to her.
Here is how I know God sets up divine appointments and gives divine protection.
1) The club is a closed club and we are not allowed to go in.
2) The club is at the end of the street but the girls come up to pass out flyers.
3) The club is owned by the mafia.
4) Nobody is supposed to talk to the girls and they are not supposed to talk about anything besides promote the club.
5) The girls at this bar/club have all been trafficked.
This is the truth that stunned me into silence. This is the truth and the reason Hope lied. She couldn't tell me the truth, it wasn't safe for her to tell.
I found this all out from a teammate who had talked with a guy who knows a guy in the governement. I was asked to not go down that street anymore for my safety. I was crushed. This is what teriffied me. This is why I want to rescue her. I won't give up fighting for her after I know God set up that divine appointment and then divinely protected me. The guy my teammate talked to even said I must have some amazing divine protection because the mafia really watches the girls.
Well ladies and gentlemen I serve an AWESOME God because that night, the same night that I found out all this information, I ran into Hope. Not at work, but on her way to work. She ran up to me and gave me a hug and told me she had the next day off could we hang out. Wow God sent her too me to show me that he wasn't done fighting for her. I told her yeah and she said she would call me.
Well after she left my head was racing again. What if it was a trap? Should I have said no for our safety? After the night was over I talked to one of the squad leaders and my team leader. They both said that if she called I could with someone to meet her. We prayed a lot about it too asking God if it was his will. She never called so I didn't go, but I thanked God for letting me see her out of her work place, removed from the place I could no longer go and brought her to a place where we could talk.
On our last night out I saw her working and she saw me. She started coming my way, but we all had been giving specific instructions to not talk to the girls anymore. I wanted so badly to hug her and tell her good bye and that she was loved, but I couldn't. As she came towards me my teammate gently took my arm and pulled me forward. My heart shattered and I couldn't look back.
God please don't stop ever stop fighting for her. Tell her that I love her too and that I will never forget her. Don't let her remember that I walked away. Give her Hope father. I can't do much more. Thank you for your divine appointments and your protection. All things are possible with you. And though I may be in a dangerous place it is the safest place for me to be because you have called me here. Thank you for letting me meet one of your beautiful daughters that you so passionately love. Let her find a way out. If she is truly one of the girls trafficked free her from that bondage and continue to bring her hope father. Protect her. Bring justice to the people involved and give them punishiment. My heart is breaking. No it's shattered father and it hurts, but thank you for catching all the pieces and slowing putting it back together. I am in complete awe of how you work and I am falling more and more in love with you everyday. Thank you for choosing me. For sending me. And thank you for fighting for Hope. Amen.
