Thought

I walk up and down the same streets and yet nothing feels the same.  I see the same bars, the same shops, the same street venders, and yet, nothing is as it was the night before.  Something drastically changes from between sunrise and sunset on Banglor Road.  As we walk through the streets during day hours, the demons that reside on each street are quickly recognized and prayed against immediately.  We are slow to speak and quick to listen to the still soft voice of our precious Lord.  We ask the Holy Spirit to guide us and lead us exactly where we need to go.  God guides us, He gives us specifics for certain bars, tells us which bars to visit, and which ones to pray for from a distance.  Our trust is completely in God.  At night, we walk down the same streets, only this time, the demons who reside on the streets are now awake and searching for new, lonely, naïve, scared, depressed individuals.  They all seem to intertwine with one another.  These are dark streets, there is definitely a spiritual battle going on, no need to fear though, I already know who wins.
We meet different women every night, some are the same, but most are new or different.  It is hard to meet a new woman every night and makes me wonder how a man could easily give his money to a different woman every night and not go through some sort of sadness for lack of long term commitment.  Again God reveals to me the hearts and loneliness of the men and women who patronize the prostitutes.