A little passed 3:00 am we returned to the hotel. We debriefed and decided to stay in for the rest of the night. We were surrounded by rooms filled with broken people trying to fill their emptiness with false love. We were dry and needed to be filled so we prayed and worshiped our loving God. After a couple hours passed we found our rest in the Lord.
With the rising sun brought more darkness. As I stood outside of our room door after door would open. Out came young women with their heads down with shame as they walked away. Shortly after an old man would creep out. I noticed the bald headed man that I saw return first in the night. He sat at a table alone. He didn’t look happy, he looked emptier than before. You can pay for sex but no amount of money can buy the intimate relations between man and woman God intended.
The maids would walk in knowing what happened but prepared to clean the mess of the night. As I stood on the deck looking at this false paradise, it struck me this is their lives! My team and I only had to experience this harshness temporarily but these women are going home to get ready for it to start all over again. These men and families are going to return to their broken lives. They’re drowning in the dark. We grabbed our things and headed down the street to catch a bus. As I saw the street transform back into a souvenir street it felt darker than before. I grew angry. Three months ago the ministry that was here shut down because the negative impact from the evilness was too severe. I am sad but feeling the impact after just one night, I understand. This anger and sadness isn’t going to get the best of me, it is going to empower me to fight harder for this place and the lost children of God.
If you are like me and have struggled with the idea, “I am just one person what could I possibly do to help?” Guess what…. That is what the devil wants us to think. But take courage,
The darkness only prevails in absence of light. Even one small flame brings light to the dark, so let your light shine!
