When I see a 50 year old man walking down the street holding hands with a girl who couldn’t be older than 18. I feel a weight, a weight that comes from knowing what is truly going on between them. It hurts me to see this going on day after day after day.
I want to go and tell these girls how valuable they are. How they have a Father in heaven that loves them so much, how He hurts for them, how He knows exactly how they feel and no matter how alone they feel God is with them and will never leave them.
It hurts me that I don’t know how to help these girls. It hurts that I know I can’t go up to them and tell them these things. Because without a relationship with them, they probably wouldn’t even really hear what I had to say, they would simply see me as just another man. It hurts to know that these men feel they can gain happiness by coming here and doing these horrifying things, things that when people hear, cause a hate to grow inside them against these men. The sad thing is, that people don’t realize as horrible as the things these men are doing seem to us, ALL sins are equal, and Christ died for them too. They NEED to be shown that their actions are destroying lives. That they are wasting the life God has given them on things that will never give them true happiness. That true happiness can only come from God. They need to be told that nothing they could ever do could make God love them any less.
There is so much wrong here in Thailand, so much darkness.
When I see these things happening I want to go and put a stop to it, but sometimes we’re not able to act, but what we are able to do is pray, and one thing I know is that…
Prayer is enough.
