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What makes you toss and turn?? Is it the thought of a homeless man sleeping out in the rain when you hear the rain pounding on the roof of your house, the thought of a family of 11 crying out in hunger, or the thought of a little orphan who misses what she thinks is the family that loves her so badly that she sneaks out of the orphanage in the middle of the night at age 7 to journey home on her own? I don’t know what it is that keeps you up at night but I know what keeps me up and I hope it’s something.

Something is always keeping me up these days whether it’s a family, an orphan, a homeless man or even a prostitute. Right now it is definitely a plethora of beautiful, young prostitutes. These girls have been keeping me up for years now but I have never truly been in the thick of them until now; walking in the midst of them, blending into their community and becoming their best friends. I am sick but I can’t stop. They are on my mind constantly. The devil is attacking more than ever before on my team and myself. He is pissed off and I will keep fighting against him on the front lines of this war until he is officially defeated. We aren’t going to stop or give up so, he might as well back down. 

I always knew my life would look different and I always knew I would be working for the Lord in one way or another but I had no clue it would look like this. I have been crazy in love with Him my entire life and knew I would fight for His people but this is a fight like never before. I lived a pretty good life growing up. Pretty amazing friends, awesome parents, exposed to mostly all great things and lived nothing less than the American dream lifestyle. It was a blessing growing up the way I did and I am forever thankful for my upbringing. There was a point when I thought I would work in a lavished office or own my own business working alongside my amazing husband but now days all I see are bars and streets and the place where my heart resides once again. 

I found myself walking through the mall the other day with two of the sweetest girls in the world. Hope and I had asked them to take us to have our nails done because theirs looked so pretty and we knew it would be a good time to talk to them about all that they were going through. While walking through the mall, the girls grabbed our hands and started walking along hand in hand with us. It was a little awkward but in the Asian culture, it symbolizes friendship between the same sex and you will even see two men holding hands walking sometimes. We are in this huge area of prostitution and although I felt awkward at first, I found it nice to think that they actually saw me as a good friend. I started to look around as we were walking through the mall to notice everyone looking at me weird, I realized that is how I look at the older men I see walking through the mall with these young girls everyday even when I don’t mean to. I really don’t know how they stand to do it. There were a lot of people staring at us, a lot of tourist just like me. I went back to the Lord and decided to praise Him in that moment. He was showing me that I cannot continue looking at those men in that way at the mall and that my life has become something that is more pleasing to Him and no one else. I smiled. There wasn’t much I could say to the girls because of the language barrier so holding hands meant more than Hope and I would probably ever realize. We had made friends with these two girls that were purchased night after night and only looked at by older men. We were showing them that they were worthy of more. They were worthy of friendship and being loved and looked at as human beings rather than a rent to own material.  
 

My heart is forever changed because of this place. How can I ever go back to the same? I will forever be tossing and turning with the images of the most beautiful human beings of this world. I’m in love with the homeless, the orphan, the impoverished family, the prostitute, etc. They are all engraved on the walls of my heart and I carry them around with me everywhere I go on a daily basis. They complete me. They define me. They make me who I am. I will fight for them and stay up at night for them all the days of my life and if ever a time when I am not, God remind me of these days.