There’s this cheesy song I’ve heard all my life. I’ve heard it so many times and even have an instrumental version on my iPod. It popped up in my quiet time this afternoon and I decided to look up the words.
The Impossible Dream
I have a dream of the Kingdom of God here and now.
To dream the impossible dream
I dream that one day no woman will have to exploit her body to support her family.
To fight the unbeatable foe
Our society looks down on an industry that it simultaneously supports under the table.
To bear the unbearable sorrow
My heart breaks to see a girl under the age of 20 dancing with a number attached to her g-string.
To run where the brave dare not go
I’ve been in the bars where women dance, men touch whatever they want, and people born with an abnormal height oil wrestle for tips.
To right the unrightable wrong
There is nothing humane about pointing a laser pointer at the girl you want.
To love pure and chaste from afar
Sometimes the girls refuse to talk to us and all I can do is pray.
To try when your arms are too weary
A sixty year old man with a girl on each arm and lipstick smeared on his mouth is loved by God.
To reach the unreachable star
The red light district is brokenness after brokenness.
This is my quest, to follow that star,
Both last month and this month, my teams have been speaking with the girls and men stuck in this industry.
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far
I have to keep smiling no matter what I see because everyone deserves to know they have the love of God.
To fight for the right without question or cause
This month my team members will be going out at night to make friends with girls working in bars.
To be willing to march into hell for a heavenly cause
There is no telling what they will see.
And I’ll know if I’ll be true to this glorious quest
Instead of going to the bars myself, God is calling me to seek deeper reliance on Him.
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm when I’m laid to rest
I will be working with girls who have left the bars during the day and spending every night in intentional intercession for those my teammates will be meeting who are still working in the bars.
And the world will be better for this
Relationship is everything in an industry that demoralized these girls.
That one man scorned and covered with scars
Jesus died on the cross for the sins committed by and against these girls.
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
It was their faces he saw on the cross.
To fight the unbeatable foe, to reach the unreachable star
I cannot end the sex industry, but my teammates and I can bring Jesus to the bars and the girls in them.
My teammates will need to buy cokes in the bars to get any attention from the girls. Later, lunch dates, coffee dates, and outings will need to be funded. If you are interested in donating to my team and their efforts to befriend girls working in the sex industry, please send me an email at [email protected].
Thanks for reading my blog and please pray for all the people we meet this month in Thailand.
