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Brokenness, the only word that comes to mind when I think of
the present state that I am in… Brokenness. My heart breaks for these girls that I have only known but a
week, and their faces flash before my eyes as if apart of some kind of bad
dream…. But this is no dream, it is their DAILY reality.
Beautiful girls, both young and old, living in a darkness
and a bondage both heavier and darker than anything I have ever perceived or
tried to conceive before.
These girls are not okay, and to be honest I am not okay
with them not being okay.
I have seen the valued daughters of The King devalued and
lied to.
I have seen them ripped and pulled in every which direction
BOTH physically and spiritually.
I have seen lust and greed so great that it will use a 16
year old, a 20 year old or a 43 year old mother to momentarily satisfy its selfish desire…. And then come back for
more, not caring who it crushes along the way.
I have seen the beloved of God mask their emotions in a
feeble attempt to be okay with where they are and who they believe themselves
to be. 
They speak words like “I like my job” and they smile with a
happiness that is both false and forced. 
Words fall short when trying to put into words all I have
seen, and my heart is broken. How
will these girls ever be free? How will they ever know real love when the very
word has been tainted with the stain of abuse and perversion? How can I explain
God the father, the lover, or the creator, when their fathers didn’t want them,
the only lovers they have known have abused or left them and then condemned
them for the very things they commanded. Or God the creator, who allowed their lives to become what they
have? Hope seems both futile and lost.
This takes a faith greater than I have ever known, and at
times greater than I feel I have. But Jesus…… But Jesus……
These are the words that echo in my ear when all I can see
is the dismal end that these girls’ reality revolves around….
I don’t know how… I don’t know what it will look like, but I
know beyond all shadow of a doubt, with the little faith that I can muster,
that He can…. Even when this reality speaks differently….
HIS reality is hope. HIS reality is perseverance and patience.. HIS reality is FREEDOM…and I
pray that it comes to pass… for the most heartbreaking reality of all, and it
is almost to great to bear, is that without Jesus these girls will never ever
know true love. My heart aches at
the thought that these girls would never know Jesus, not just now, but for
eternity….
 
Beyond what their culture has taught them, and what both men
and women whisper in their ears…. They are valued by the King of Kings… a value
that they have never known. 

These beloved Daughters have greatness on them, and I long
to see them walk in it… for their chains to be broken off, and for the
forbidden words HOPE and EMOTION to become a life line instead of a death
sentence. 

I have fallen in love with these girls…. And my heart breaks
for them. This is real… their
reality is our nightmare, but with JESUS and your prayers, your REALITY and
their Dreams can become their reality too…. 

They need you… they need you to fight for them to war for
them, for they do not know the armor that is offered to them, and I am asking
you to rise up…. To pray for them with vigor and fire…. To fight for these
girls, and for these confused and broken men, the customers and the Ladyboys,
because if we don’t pray for them and speak life into them, I have learned
firsthand that no one else will!!!!