You don’t know my name, but you made eye contact with me and came closer. You don’t know my name, but you took my picture as your friends laughed and cheered you on. You don’t know my name, but your arm ended up around my neck. You don’t know my name, but your lanyard hit my face as your hand reached up my leg. You don’t know my name, but your grip grew tighter as I and my friends tried to push you off. You don’t know my name, but you held my breast in your hand.
I don’t know your name, but I know you’re hurting more than I am right now. I don’t know your name, but I know you’re longing to be known and loved. I don’t know your name, but I know you’re lost and desperately searching for something right now. I don’t know your name, but I know I’ll never forget the emptiness in your eyes. I don’t know your name, but I know you don’t understand what you did to me today. I don’t know your name, but I know my Father loves you and because of that I choose to love you too. I don’t know your name, but I’m praying that you meet Jesus face to face, that you are set free from your bondage, and go on to set hundreds of other people free in the name of the Lord.
I want you to know I forgive you. I forgive you for taking a piece of me without permission. I forgive you for hurting me out of your own hurt. I forgive you.
I’m sorry that fear paralyzed me today. I’m sorry that through my tears I didn’t see your pain. I’m sorry that I missed an opportunity to point you to the cross, to the only one who can fill your heart with love and purpose.
Fear will not win. Fear will not slow me down. Fear will not stop me. The enemy must be absolutely terrified by what the Lord wants to do this month in Botswana if he’s attacking so fiercely, but my God is so much stronger than even the most ferocious attack. Fear will not win. The enemy will not win. I am more than a conqueror and I will fight till every ear has heard of the goodness of the Lord.
