As I make my way down Loi Kroh Road,
my mind starts to stir.
I look out at all the bars and I don’t even know where to begin.
I have made relationships with a couple of girls
at one bar, but I just don’t feel led in there tonight.
I’m on a mission,
a mission for the truly broken.
Not that my friends at the other bar
aren’t broke,
but the Lord is leading me somewhere else.
I turn down the side street,
and I see it.
There is a huge sign
and bright lights.
This place is calling me in,
I have to see what it is.
I begin to ask the Lord
“Is this it?”
And before I know it I am walking up the stairs
to find the entrance.
I have always been a “go get it”
kind of person,
so it was no surprise that I was making
my way into this place.
My friend Jessica and I
made our way up the dark stairs,
and finally came to a lady that was taking money.
This was different than any other bar,
the atmosphere was definitely more secluded
and I never had to pay to enter anywhere else.
We paid the fee and braced ourselves for what was behind the door.
We had covered ourselves in prayer
before we walked here.
We made sure we had “suited up”
in the armor of the Lord,
but would we ever be prepared for what we were about to face.
We opened the door and walked in,
and we were seated right up on the bar.
My mind began to turn,
I had entered a strip club for the first time in my
entire life.
I couldn’t wrapped my mind around
what was truly going on in here.
“God help me to see the true colors
of this place.
Help me to see what
really is happening in here.
And God help me to portray love
without anger.”
I began to look into these girls eyes,
they couldn’t be older than 15.
They were still girls.
Nothing on their faces said “Dang I love my job.”
But instead their eyes said
“I am numb, my heart is cold, I am trapped by fear”.
I wanted to pull every single one of them off
the bar and tell them they are worth so much more,
but where would that get me?
So instead Jess and I began to pray.
We began to pray loud and boldly.
I prayed that when they looked in the mirror
they would see the innocent little girl that
is still inside of them.
My heart was breaking
and I couldn’t do anything about it.
After about an hour of praying
we left.
I got outside the building
and broke.
My heart was broken,
and my mind was lost in chaos.
If I could have taken them all out I would have.
I later found out that the girls in there
are mostly 15 or 16 and
they all have pimps.
I am almost certain they aren’t there
by choice,
but it is a forced thing.
I have never seen such stone cold faces.
They were covered with
fake smiles,
and broken eyes.
Since I visited this bar,
a couple other girls on my team have gone,
and together we are waring for this place.
We are fighting for these innocent girls
that deserve a love that tastes better
than the taste that is left after
a night with a man that doesn’t even know their name.
My Daddy is their Daddy too,
He created them just as He created me
and He loves them so much.
He just wants them to break for Him.
I pray these girls rise up in strength to fight
the darkness that has so sneakily trapped them.
This song by Kari Jobe has captivated me,
and I believe this is what He would say to these girls
and every other girl on Loi Kroh Road.
