Author: Adventures

I can’t believe that we have been in Thailand for a month.   I have been reflecting on the last month and all that God has been teaching us and stretching us while here in Thailand.  It’s crazy how he puts you in a pressure cooker of growth when you go on trips like this one.  As I pondered what God was doing I watched a video we made as a team introducing the girls to the world.  As I watched the video and they answer the questions of what they want God to do while they are here in Thailand.  I am left in amazement as I realize God is fulfilling those...

What happens when one PASSPORT team of 7 girls goes to a village in Thailand for 36 hours, their hearts are changed forever.  Check out the video of the precious people we encountered while at the village.     <3 Ash   www.Ashnicolowens.com

Last night I saw the prettiest lady boy. His eyes were dead. He danced at a karaoke bar on stage in front of mostly men. He dressed down to a G-string and nipple covers. His body looked like a woman’s to a tee. His eyes were distant. When he is finished he walks table to table allowing the men to rub him down. It’s hard not to be disgusted. It’s hard not to gawk. Abby and Kassidy’s “Gawking faces.” 🙂 Pretty sure they hate that I shared this one. There are bar girls sitting at our table. We are trying to build relationships with them but I know when...

We take a train seven hours from Bangkok in the dark to arrive to a small village at daybreak. The village is named Krasang and a woman we are partnering with is named Jo. Jo is a mighty woman with a contagious laugh. We bond instantly. I met her a few weeks ago when she came to Samaritan Creations. We went on an adventure to a market to buy material. We prayed for the unbelieving woman who sold us material and a woman who called Jo while we were at the market.   Jo handed me the phone, “Please pray for my sick friend.” (In a thick Thai accent.)   I believe God...

Walking into the bars is hard enough,Having to sit down is horrible.Paying for a girls time with a overpriced cocktail feels wrong.Pretending to enjoy myself, laughing, singing, and smiling is almost impossible. I don’t want to be here… I would rather be anywhere but this place sipping on a Coke and pretending to enjoy watching these girls dance on our table. But then is happens, I see HER. I start to talk to HER. SHE is looking at me. SHE is staring at me.SHE is telling me her story. SHE says where SHE is from, how long SHE has worked here and about her family.SHE tells me...