I moving to Cambodia?
Southeast Asia?
Why the
Sex Trade?
year I found myself walking down the dark streets with fluorescent neon lights
lining the many bars in Patong, Thailand. I felt a sense of what it must feel
like to be human prey, not just in the eyes of men looking to buy a woman for
the night, but in the eyes of the enemy as well. Lurking and hovering… to
steal, kill and destroy. To literally devour each woman one by one. To bring
torment and destruction. To allow these women to experience a degree of hell
here on earth. Satan hates them. Each and every one of those
women.
I
found myself walking down the streets late at night going into the bars in
which I had befriended a handful of women. I looked forward to seeing them.
There was a joy that was inside of me that exploded onto these women. I was
different. I wasn’t coming to the bars to get drunk or to buy a woman. I looked
and felt out of place and everyone knew. It was obvious. What I brought into
this hellish place was only brought through the Father. There would be no way
that I could experience true joy in such a dark and empty place if it wasn’t
for the Father moving and breathing inside of me. This wasn’t about me. It was
about the Father.
It
was hard to swallow the fact that when I went to visit my girls at the bars,
they would already be drunk before the night had really even started. I guess I
don’t blame them for numbing themselves to the things they have to endure on a
daily basis. Physically. Mentally. Emotionally.
myself into an environment like this moved me. How could it not?! Experiencing
an injustice like this leaves me haunted and screaming for something to be
done.
Is
this one girl not worth fighting for? Aren’t they all worth fighting for!?
God
has stirred me. He has shaken me. It wasn’t coincidence that He allowed me to catch
a glimpse of what is going on in Southeast Asia (amongst many other parts of
the world) with these women.
He
has created me for this. He has drafted me to be on His army. To go into battle
to fight for these women.
If
everyone were to bat an eye and turn a deaf ear, no one would go.
He
is calling me. And I know He is calling some of you to join me.
Specific
Requests:
·
First
and foremost, I need your prayer. I will be in a
dark and heavy spiritual environment and I am going to need a team of prayer
warriors praying from home on my behalf for these next 2 years. I cannot do
this on my own and I do not want to burn out.
I need to be financially supported.
This
call is much bigger than myself and I am humbly asking for your support in
this.
Thank
you so much.
