We’re in Pattaya, Thailand for debrief with our whole squad. Our sessions which involve teachings and worship are in a section of town called Devil’s Den. I could graphically describe what’s going on there…how the women are dressed…what the “hungry” men are like…I could tell you about the cat calls WE ladies get walking past…but instead I’d like to talk about HELL. It doesn’t matter who is right or who is wrong…or what Christian denomination you feel has it MORE figured out…what matters is there is a REAL place just as real as Disneyland or the Grande Canyon…and its called HELL. Whatever you picture when you think of HELL…whether you picture a guy dressed in red with a pitch fork, complete darkness, unending sorrow and pain…being separated from God’s presence and goodness…whatever…just know it really is real…and its worse than any kind of HELL you’ve ever experienced on earth. Know that if your unsure about a REAL place called HEAVEN or a REAL place called HELL that you should probably ask around…just in case some weirdos called “Christians” who struggle with being loving, kind, nice, non-judgmental, and the standard human faults…that should represent what being like Jesus really looks like or not…please seek Jesus…because He’s quite different than US (yes, me) jerk examples that don’t always / absolutely CAN NOT do anything really good or right in our own strength.
Whether you think buying someone for sex is good or bad…you know my beliefs/opinion in this subject matter. What I WILL say is this…there are a TON of men and women that visit / work in Devil’s Den and they are deeply wounded humans that crave, need, lust after things…they crave something that SEX will never fulfill. They work a profession that will never fully satisfy their families financial needs (yes, some of these women have husbands and children and work this trade to support their families). What it leaves is a wanting a craving for MORE, MORE, MORE, and it becomes an addiction or a brokenness that even the smartest, wisest, richest people just can’t fix on their own. I don’t have the answers… how to heal all this mess…but I know someone who does…and so when my heart aches…I see Him…Jesus.
