I’d been visiting her for about a week.
we played connect four and the dice game many times.
we laughed and chatted happily.
every time i came back, she greeted me with open arms and a happy hug
“you came back to see me!!!” she would say…
she was my friend
i told her i’d be back again. she was excited.
tuesday night rolled around… “where’s Toi?!”
oh… She’s with a customer.
“when will she be back?” “we don’t know… tomorrow? a couple days? maybe a week or more if she’s lucky.”
LUCKY?!?!
i was overcome with shock and grief.
but why??
i mean, i KNEW why she was there…
i’d read the signs, walked past the dancers, seen the red lights…
but… but she was my FRIEND.
SOMEONE bought my FRIEND.
that was when i realized…
these girls are not just bodies without faces. they are not just a bar owner’s paycheck and a debt slightly lessened.
no.
these girls are your friends.
maybe even your sister.
your mother.
your cousin.
your niece.
your daughter.
that is how i love these girls.
i can’t help but love them with the same heart that i love my sister… she’s the same age as many of the girls…
“The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon Me,
Because the LORD has anointed Me
To preach good tidings to the poor;
He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted,
To proclaim liberty to the captives,
And the opening of the prison to those who are bound”
Isaiah 61
Because the LORD has anointed Me
To preach good tidings to the poor;
He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted,
To proclaim liberty to the captives,
And the opening of the prison to those who are bound”
Isaiah 61
(my FRIEND, carrie, Mark (the brittish bulldog/guard dog!), and moi)
