We’re gonna rewind it back a bit and share some stories from the field from the not-too-distant past. The following took place in Thailand, two years ago in April; this was originally written by Tiffany Berkowitz (with a few edits).
of many).

lonely men caused my heart to drop. I could barely breathe. It is heavy,
and it is hard being there every night.
women selling their bodies to be used in any way that their customer
sees fit just so they can make a living for themselves and their family.
sadness screaming from the silent hearts of every man that walks through
that entrance.
sell strings of flowers so that they can survive. And there is nothing
exciting about empty people filling the void with more darkness.
needed to be praised in that place. So Hannah, Leigh and I set up across
the street, and stared the enemy straight in the eye.
dance, and pray all over that place. People walked by and laughed at
us. People stopped and stared. People did double takes… triple
takes…
we got, my smile only got wider, my voice only got louder, my dancing
only got wilder, and my heart only beat stronger with His love. We
probably sang about God’s holiness and glory more in 30 seconds than
anyone had ever before in that place. Hannah said she felt like we were
supposed to move across the street and sit right at the entrance, where
everyone had to walk by.
move. We were not allowed to sing there, in front of an empty building.
asked) was right at the entrance to the bars. Go figure! What security
guard asks you to move more into a public place? The kind that God
sends.

out. An old man walked by and told us to stand up. Heather and I stood
up and we all worshiped God with no shame, no fear of man, and nothing
holding us back from seeing the love of God invade that place.
with our friends that work there. As Marissa came out, she told me that
the women at one of the bars had been asking about me all night. I
walked in through the entrance.
told me that the women at one of the other bars were asking about me,
and wanted me to come say hello. I was blown away. Who am I, Lord, that
your beloved daughters would see your love in me?
They see it in us. If they didn’t see it, there would be nothing
different about me.
those bars all night. They see the difference. They ask about us, they
have given us their phone numbers to hang out after work or on their
days off, they notice.
middle of the darkness. I knew a church would break out there.
