As humans, I know we always find ourselves wondering what
goes on behind closed doors? For some of
us, curiosity wins, some of us choose to draw our concern away. I find myself trying to write the story of
someone’s life that I have never lived. I
try to find myself speaking from the perspective of someone’s experience, pain,
happiness and sadness. My observations are
not enough to know, my guesses could not even come close to taste the stings of
life that carry on in someone’s heart. So
I found myself walking last night through a street of bars. The same scene repeated in each bar, older
foreign men and young Thai women. I see
these men sitting with girls that could either be their daughter or
granddaughter’s. These men are seeking
and being broken just as much as the poor women that fall victim to devaluing
themselves. My heart breaks that it is
their choice, because they are actually convinced that there are no other
options and that their worth can be summed up in currency.
I desire so much to
know what they feel about themselves, what they think about themselves. What
lie became so rooted in their heart and makeup that they stopped seeing the
beauty of the creator and creation. Where
did they stop thinking and knowing that they are loved and cared about beyond
measure, or did they ever really know? To
my sadness, I realize as well that there are people who choose not to be
curious and choose not to care; this entire country carries a spirit of apathy
to what is occurring in their own back yard! I just keep asking God to please
open people’s eyes and burden their hearts. Many women just don’t know where their worth
is established. The norm is having sex
and getting paid for it, the norm is being used. The norm is that they don’t deserve any
better. The lies topple and the truth
has become so skewed that attempting to find what is buried is a process with
time. So, I want to listen, I want to
sit with these women, buy them a drink and listen without any intentions. My motive is to listen and love, my motive is
to shut my mouth and let the Lord speak to His daughter.
So, you see, I am curious. I don’t want to be curious for one month but
allow my entire life to be a curiosity of the Lords creations and to spread
that curiosity. I want it to be
contagious for us to want to know and go beyond that. Let us not only pray for
a solution but become the solution. I
want us all to learn to steward what the Lord has given us, such as the
blessing of knowing your worth so spread it, spread the love and encouragement!
Let’s continue to live in the victory
our Father already has. Let our hearts
be burdened and our actions show the love that we know.
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