This is a little different tho. It’s like watching a movie. Sometimes in movies you see things that make you say, Man that was really sad or how could someone put them self in that position? Don’t they know they are worth so much more than that??? It breaks your heart, makes you cry, Maybe it makes you mad… But it’s just a movie so after 20 minutes you forget about it because there just actors and that stuff isn’t actually really happening to them ,so it’s ok.
Flash forward to the ministry I’m at this month. Every Wednesday we go out to the streets. Streets that are literally one block away from where were living. By day… It’s a busy city. People are out walking around. Families are out and about, it’s ok you know. But at night it’s a new life. A new city, a new atmosphere. It’s we’re people, men and women, sell their body’s. We go out Wednesday nights and talk with prostitutes, gang members… Whoever God puts in our paths.
This is really tough. I wish it wasn’t happening and I wish I could just turn off my emotions and say, it’s just a movie… But it’s not. It’s real life. I have heard of this before. I even knew in my heart I would do ministry like this on the race, but I guess I didn’t really understand it till I saw it. I mean I am out at night talking to men and women who feel their only worth is in selling their body’s to other men and women and that is not ok.
My eyes have been open to a lot. There was a moment in ministry where I was just standing there thinking wow… This is real life. My heart broke. You want to just drag them out of the situation and tell them they are worth so much more! The love that Jesus has for them is amazing! He gave his life for THEM, for you, me… Everyone.
3 blocks away there’s a hotel. A hotel where human trafficking happens. A hotel where prostitutes go and sell their body’s. A place where gang members wait by to see if there Going to get their money from their Workers. This is a sick reality. I’m sorry if some of this is hard to hear but I have to say it because its not ok that this happens. This is taking place in the world, and it never really hit home for me until I actually saw it which makes me sad. Because if it never hit home for me, who else in the world is it not hitting home with!
HOPE: with all that being said there is one word that comes to me so clear every time. There’s hope. There’s hope because Jesus fills this nation with his love and that is HOPE! There’s hope because I get to talk to them. I get to pray with them! I get to hear their hearts. When I talk to Raquel and he tells me he is tired of doing this, and says he knows that Jesus loves him and wants more for him… Theres hope. When I get to pray over a gang member and he breaks down in tears …. There’s hope. When Alejandro says he wants to start going to church with a YWAM staff member who has been faithful for 3 years, on wednesdays, Just pouring life into him and finally after 3 years he says he wants to take steps to change his life…THERE’s HOPE!
We as a team and YWAM went out in the afternoon before we would head out to the streets that night. We prayed on the corners where they wait every night. We claimed
Those streets back to Jesus. That night we couldn’t find anyone out on the streets for the longest time. THAT’S HOPE! Jesus reigns and
He LOVES! He is showing these men and woman Hope! Hope that’s Available to them and I will stand
In the gap for the rest of my life for these beautiful people. FREEDOM reigns in this place!
Please continue to Pray for safely and open hearts for me and my team as we go Out every Wednesday night.
Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. (2 Corinthians 3:17 NIV)
