This month in Thailand I will be working with Love Acts a part of Lighthouse in Action.
Our ministry will be going into the red light district and loving on the women and lady boys. Showing them Christ's love, how they are worthy of being loved for who God made them to be and not what they can do for man. We will also be going into slums and loving on kids and sharing Jesus' love through songs and games.
This month is already so hard, no challenging, because very white man I see I judge in my heart.
That isn't what I was called here for though. I wasn't called away from a job I loved and a community that supports me to travel to Thailand and hate people. I was called to love. To love the women selling their bodies in bars to support their family back in the village. To Love the men that travel from all over the world to purchase sex. To love the young men that turn them selves into lady boys to provide for the families. To LOVE. I was called by Love to Love.
I watched Nefarious Merchant of Souls and cried. But soon I'll be on the front lines, living life with people trapped in sex trafficking. Can I cry in front of them and mourn for their stolen innocence? No, I'll smile and share the Love that I have by grace. Because the time for mourning and feeling sorry has past. The time to take action and share the only thing that can redeem has come. That precious and priceless love of the Creator. The One who was and is and is to come. The One who sees the beautiful daughter and not the prostitute. I am the bearer of Light in this darkness.
I have to pray every time I see a white man. "Lord You know their heart, please turn them away from here if their heart is set on purchasing sex." Or "Lord help me not to judge. Help me to love them too."
My mind knows that the men need Jesus too. That they need His redeeming love. But my heart rebels. I see them as the evil ones. The destroyers of innocence. When truly they are simple broken and in need of love and grace and redemption just as much as the women. This is not an easy place to be in my heart. To fight down my emotions and focus on loving EVERY person I meet. No matter the cost. I want to see justice, but I'm called to simply love. I have this idea that love isn't enough. What a lie! Love is more than enough, Love paid the price. Please join with me in prayer this month for the women, the men, the lady boys, the slum kids, and for my own heart to be changed by Love.
There is this great worship song that keeps coming back to my mind. It's How He Loves, and there is this one line. "drawn to redemption by the Grace in His eyes." Lord, this month let me be Your eyes. Let them see the love and grace and redemption You have for them.
