I have a friend named Liz on the other January World Race squad. She is also spending the month of May in Thailand, but instead of living in a village, she is living with several teams down in Phuket, where on Bangler Road there are over 200 bars and the number of women enslaved in the sex trafficking industry is almost too many to count.
I talked with her about their ministry there and she said one thing that has stuck with me.
“The enemy lives here.”
And I have no doubt that he does.
I look at the numbers on the sex slave trade and I don’t know where to begin. Most days, they are too overwhelming to think about. Can I really do anything that matters? Can I, one person, make any sort of difference?
And the answer is no – plain and simple – I, alone, can’t do anything to solve this problem. But I know someone who can.
I know someone who has the power to bring a country that is 94% Buddhist out of bondage.
I know someone who can heal millions of lives that have been torn apart or destroyed by the sex industry that runs so deep here.
And I know someone that can save little girls in the northeastern provinces of Thailand from ever being exposed to the nightmares that have awaited too many of the women older than them.
My God can save them.
And we’re asking him to.
We’re asking him to start here – in the poor areas. We want to claim these children for God so that this horrible industry never touches them. If God is protecting these kids, these little girls, the enemy doesn’t stand a chance.
Can we starve out the industry?
Can we make it so that Christianity rises in Thailand?
Can the villages be the change agent for the whole country?
I think God’s that big.
I think he is that mighty to save these little girls and Thailand.
