I’m falling into my bed at 2:30 in the morning, just hours before I travel to my ministry city with my own team and Ahava, the other team we are working with this month.
I’m getting into bed this late because tonight a portion of my squad went out and brought prostitutes in the Red Light District.
Red light ministry isn’t a dream ministry. Talking to a John tonight, I wouldn’t be caught within one hundred yards of those places willingly. But the Lord has a plan.
He had a plan for two French men to respond to my kind, “Hello”.
He had a plan for me to meet Lee, a woman in a bar with a distinct logo that I saw earlier that evening in a vision.
He had a plan for us to find ourselves in a seemingly empty bar trying to talk to Lee where a man was being served behind the curtain next to our couch.
He had a plan for us to sit and hear this man’s hurting heart and speak life and truth, even when the man didn’t want to hear it.
He had a plan to pray for our friend struggling with alcoholism.
He had a plan for Lee to come to know Jesus as Savior tonight.
As I told my French friends tonight, there’s no such thing as ‘chance’ here on the World Race. It’s not by chance that any of the events that took place in the last few hours just happened. It’s all a part of the divine plan, the rescue and restoration of the one!
Pray for the seeds we threw tonight. Pray for our friends who are hurting. Pray for the men and women who are selling their bodies. Pray for those buying them. Light is here y’all! Pray that it catches.
