Prostitution… It’s something that I use to joke around about. I thought it was funny to call someone a hoe or a whore. I thought it was funny to make up my “street walking” name. I was so desensitized to it. I never fully understood it.
It’s not a joke to me anymore. I was actually slapped in the face with it. The moment I stepped into a bar I felt the heaviness and brokenness. I couldn’t believe that right in front of me women were waiting or trying to sell their bodies. My heart broke so much in that moment. All I wanted to do was give each one of them hugs, tell them I love them, and help them get out of their situation. We spent some time praying as a team before we started ministry and the Lord told that if they asked for someone to give a message to the prostitutes then I needed to do it. I kept telling the Lord no. Next thing I know they ask and I immediately say yes. I was able to tell them about grace, the Lord’s love, freedom, and redemption. It was kinda tough because some of them laughed at me while I was sharing. I know I don’t always have it or even believe it myself, but it’s so sad to see woman who find no worth in themselves either because they lost their innocence at some point in life or because it’s the only way they can make money. I hope and pray that they will surrender their lives to the Lord and find their identity in Christ. It was a very short visit but that’s all I needed was a moment with them to change my views. Please be praying for the prostitutes in the world. Especially for those in your community because let’s me real, we have some where we live. It’s not only in places like Thailand or Guatemala. It’s everywhere. Thank you so much for following my journey!
Blessings,
Victoria Finlay
