It is so crowded.
But it’s only Wednesday.
There are plenty of tourists around.
There are no cars allowed, so that foot traffic allows more people.
Traffick. That’s an ironic word.
Bangla Rd.
These are the numbers: 10, 200, 6, 1500.
There are about 10 “alleys” or streets off of this one street called Bangla Road.
Each alley has quite a few bars—over 200 in fact.
Each bar has about 6 girls.
In total there are about 1500 girls working here and making the most money by selling their bodies.
The girl to the left dances in the window. To the right our new firend has to take her turn dancing on the bar after we finish a conversation getting to know her.
They dance seductively on the bar and around poles.
They usher you into their territory to sell you anything you might be looking for.
They say a lot with their mouths,
But their eyes tell a different story.
This girl advertises "ping-pong" shows…which really means live sex shows. Her eyes tell a whole different story than her smile.
I feel overwhelmed.
I feel helpless.
I feel awkward.
I feel sadness.
I feel anger.
And yet, I also feel hope.
You see, this entire road is covered with prayer.
And lots of it.
This road is being invaded with women of God who carry light.
This road is in a spiritual battle, and you can feel it.
As I’ve walked into these bars and began to build relationships with these beautiful women, their world becomes smaller.
Their hearts become attainable.
This is me losing at Connect4, but it is a great way to build relationship with the girls
I have been struggling a bit with my passion for dancing.
It is so evidently used for evil and seduction here.
I feel the urge to dance as we walk through, but in no way do I want to condone what is going on here.
I want to talk to the girls about dancing.
I want to scream that there is a better way to express yourself in dancing!
I walk the very thin line in the way I can dance.
I have used it unhealthily before.
But I want to learn how to use it for the Lord.
I refuse to let the enemy discourage me in this arena.
I refuse to let him overwhelm me to the point of laziness.
I trust in the Lord of Beauty and Grace and Freedom.
I trust that, though I may be weak, His Spirit is strong in me.
Though my flesh may fail, My God never will.
I am eager for the Lord to reveal new ways to use dance for Him,
And to inspire others to do the same.
And I am free to dance in His will.
The whole crew
