Author: Adventures

Thailand has looked a lot different than I imagined. In my naive ways, I pictured a glorious movie scene. Where we would be running into bars filled with sad, hopeless women who were eager to find freedom. I imagined that my team would be the warriors that God brings to share his victory, justice and freedom. If could describe the whole red-light district in one word it would be numbness. People there just don’t seem to feel anymore. The women, ladyboys, bar moms, pimps, and john, have lost all sensitivity to the value of a human. They don’t recognized how lovely, divine, and...

I walked up to the roof and sat down. I turned on my worship playlist and began to pray. I was beginning a night of intercession on behalf of my team mates going into the red light district to do ministry. As I was sitting there, a few more of my team mates came up to the roof. Ariana looked at us and said, “I want to do something different tonight.” I agreed with her. Praying for over two hours every intercession can become repetitive and monotonous. We decided to go for a walk and pray. We went down the stairs and onto the busy streets of Chiang Mai. We headed down the street...

Her name is not known. Every single day, she roams around the red light district.Deranged. Distraught. Lost. She wears the same long, brown dress. Her skin is engrained with dirt, her nails haven’t been cut in a while and her wrists show scars of self harm. You ask around about this woman and you’ll hear a million answers… “She’s crazy.” “She doesn’t speak.” “She’s a ladyboy.” “She’s mute.” “She’s been here for years.” “Her life is sad.” “No one knows her...

This is a conversation with Abba Father. His words are bolded.      Alright, I’m going to be real with you Jesus. As you know, I have a lot of flesh still attached to me. You’ve called me to love deeper and to walk higher, but I am constantly falling low. And when I fall it’s hard for me to get up and just brush off the dirt.   In this season of my life I’ve found awesome people who I call friends and I adore them very much. But it’s easy for me to watch from the outside while they all love each other well. And in those moments I hear,...

Late one evening In the red light district me and two other girls on my team spot a bar that has countless girls dancing in front of it so they can lure people in. Mission accomplished because we wanted to go in. We eagerly crossed the street because we couldn’t resist.     But our motives were much different than the average customer. The majority of the customers that walk into these small bars that shine brightly with different colored lights are people looking for a “good time.” A good time that allows them to have their hands all over the young women...

One thing that I’ve struggled with my whole life is understanding how immeasurably and immensely God loves me. I knew it in my head, but I just couldn’t quite get it in my heart. It’s a big concept. I’m sure it’s something that’s not easy to grasp. I knew I had something blocking me from understanding. It was myself. For so long I blamed the absence of my father. I blamed him for making me see God poorly. Sometimes I did see God like my dad but I think the main problem was that I was having an identity crisis. Let me explain. For the sake of trying to...