Every night there are prostitutes standing on the street corners we pass, and on the nights we aren’t intentionally going to talk to them about their lives, we just say “Buenas Noches” or “Hola” and we build a tiny relationship with them off of that. Last night was different.
Emma, Mia, and I had gone to the mall to get Mister Donut for movie night. On our way there we had seen a woman (or transvestite) standing on the corner watching each car carefully to see if one of them would stop and give them any attention at all. When we walked by, we said our usual hello’s and then went on our way. On our way back from the mall I heard Emma say from behind me “Oh no, please, no.” I turned to look at what she was talking about and saw her staring across the street at the prostitute. A man on a motorcycle was talking to her and she was about to get on with him. We stood there and watched as they talked and as she got on the bike with him. It made me feel so helpless. The only thing I could think to do was pray.
Immediately I started praying for a supernatural force to stop her for going any further with this man, and for her to realize she has a future outside of this that the Lord has planned. I prayed that she realize that all the love and attention she could ever want comes from the Father. I prayed that she realize how much He loves her and that He doesn’t want to judge her, condemn her, or hate her. That all he wants is for her to turn and take a step towards him. He just wants to love her.
This made me tart thinking about my own life. There are days when I don’t love myself, or even like myself because of things I have done. But that’s not the case for him. No matter what I do Abba still wants to love me. He doesn’t want me to turn and run from him, he just wants me to face him and he will do the rest. His love is extravagant and bountiful. He just wants to pull his children close and pour out his love over them, over us.
I am so thankful that we have a father who loves us this much. I am so thankful to be his daughter.
I want to ask that you would pray over the prostitutes here. Pray whatever you feel called to over them. We have a light ministry on Wednesday evenings where we go out and give them juice and cookies and just have conversations with them and just share Christ and his love. Some of these women/men are forced to sell themselves by their significant other, some do it to get on their feet to start a business or sorts, and some do it just because they can. So I want to ask that you pray.
Also, please continue to pray over my team and I as we continue to do ministry and build relationships. Thank you to all who have been messaging me with prayers and words of encouragement. You don understand how helpful that is to me. I love you all!
