2 nights. 1 heart.2 nights. 1 heart.
Before this month even began God placed a huge desire for intercession on my heart; I felt like that was to be my main role in this ministry and tonight just reassured me of that desire and role.
The basis for ministry this month is intercession along with connecting with the ladies and taking them out on “dates”. My teammates have been going out every other night and buying girls cokes, inviting them on outings and such. So far I haven’t really gotten a chance to go out. It sounds silly but it’s true. I felt guilty for it for a quick minute but tonight God reaffirmed me of my role for this month and now I understand why I didn’t feel this burning need to go out to the bars with the rest of my girls. Most of the time I find myself praying, whether that be during day ministry or while the girls are out connecting.
Tonight was only my second night out to the bars. It was hard to keep my composure and awkward for me to connect. I didn’t know when it was appropriate to buy one of the ladies a coke or when to ask her if she liked working there. If I hadn’t prayed before going into this I probably would have greeted one of the ladies with an invite to dinner right off the bat.
I don’t even know how to explain what goes through my head when talking with these ladies. It’s pain, joy, laughter, sadness, urgency all happening in my mind at once.
Pain because I can’t even imagine. I can’t. They work there because sleeping with foreign men is the best paying job they can find. And they. Do. Not. Like. It.
Joy because they laugh when they can and when you can get it out of them. And they really are such wonderful and lovely women.
Laughter because honestly…and real cheese, but it sometimes is the only thing you can do.
Sadness because their children have to see them do this. Because they are looked down upon. Because they are products and prices. And that’s what they find their worth in; their price.
Urgency. Urgency because connecting with them and allowing them to see that there is more is a slow and painful process that requires people who are willing to persevere.
I am sorry this blog is so vague. I honestly don’t know how to put into words…
Before this month even began God placed a huge desire for intercession on my heart; I felt like that was to be my main role in this ministry and tonight just reassured me of that desire and role.
The basis for ministry this month is intercession along with connecting with the ladies and taking them out on “dates”. My teammates have been going out every other night and buying girls cokes, inviting them on outings and such. So far I haven’t really gotten a chance to go out. It sounds silly but it’s true. I felt guilty for it for a quick minute but tonight God reaffirmed me of my role for this month and now I understand why I didn’t feel this burning need to go out to the bars with the rest of my girls. Most of the time I find myself praying, whether that be during day ministry or while the girls are out connecting.
Tonight was only my second night out to the bars. It was hard to keep my composure and awkward for me to connect. I didn’t know when it was appropriate to buy one of the ladies a coke or when to ask her if she liked working there. If I hadn’t prayed before going into this I probably would have greeted one of the ladies with an invite to dinner right off the bat.
I don’t even know how to explain what goes through my head when talking with these ladies. It’s pain, joy, laughter, sadness, urgency all happening in my mind at once.
Pain because I can’t even imagine. I can’t. They work there because sleeping with foreign men is the best paying job they can find. And they. Do. Not. Like. It.
Joy because they laugh when they can and when you can get it out of them. And they really are such wonderful and lovely women.
Laughter because honestly…and real cheese, but it sometimes is the only thing you can do.
Sadness because their children have to see them do this. Because they are looked down upon. Because they are products and prices. And that’s what they find their worth in; their price.
Urgency. Urgency because connecting with them and allowing them to see that there is more is a slow and painful process that requires people who are willing to persevere.
I am sorry this blog is so vague. I honestly don’t know how to put into words…
And my teammates have grown to love these women over the last two and a half weeks. I don’t understand where they find the strength.
