Adventures – Page 55

Scars, Tattoos, It’s All The Same

Yesterday some of girls were talking about tattoos; the ones we have, the ones we want, ones other people have. We talked about the meaning behind the tattoos, the style of tattoos we like, and where or why we have placed them where they are. For me all my tattoos have a personal meaning and story behind each of them. I don’t just get one on whim or just because. At several other times during the day several of the girls told their testimonies. They talked about the things that they have been through, things God has showed them, how they found or...

My Heart for the Men

When I signed up for this trip, my plan was to pour out to the prostitutes and share the love of Jesus with them. Little did I know that my heart would break just as much for the men as it did for the women. Bangla Road is a dark place. The air is filled with so much cigarette smoke and the smell of alcohol that it's so hard to even breathe. The girls will tell you that they don't like their job and it's so hard because you can see the desperate call for help in their eyes. But what do you do when you see a man sitting alone at a bar not paying attention to anyting else...

eucharisteo.

Eucharisteo. It’s tattooed on my wrist, but I’m only now beginning to realize what it really means. The word comes from the Greek. It’s the word that Christ spoke as He broke the bread at the last supper. He gave thanks. This word doesn’t just mean to give thanks for everything all together, but to give thanks for each individual thing we are thankful for. Through our gratitude, the Lord bestows “charis” and “chara” meaning grace and joy. Eucharisteo is the glue for my soul. It’s all that’s holding me upright through this...

Broken and Loved

This week we started our ministry in the bars here in Phuket. We traveled about 20 minutes to a part of Phuket known as Patong where we do the majority of our ministry. This is where you will find Bangla Road. Bangla Road is lined with hundreds bars where over 1,500 girls work in the sex industry. There are girls serving drinks, dancing on the bars, playing games with customers, there are people selling anything and everything and they all have one thing in common. THEY ARE BROKEN. As you walk down the street if you look up you will see glass boxes with girls inside dancing. There...

romanced by fluffy animals

So today was the first time we went out on our own into the bars. Boy, is God craycray. He works miracles in His own way. So we went to the first bar and i had a wonderful conversation with a lady there. She was absolutely adorable. It came up in conversation about whether she met many nice men, and the hurt and pain her eyes revealed when she said no was absolutely heartbreaking. My heart ached for her. Then a couple came up and the look in the man’s eyes when a woman was getting up onto the bar to dance was sickening. I left the bar with a broken attitude and pain instead of joy in...

The Puzzle Piece

June 15, 2012
Adventures
Reflections

What an amazing first week in Phuket. Our team has had extreme highs and ultimate lows, but as always God prevails. After three nights out on Bangla, I'm obviously still just a rookie but a rookie with a stronger passion and a broken heart. Every night that I go out, I constantly ask God to remind me that the men that are out here are just as lost in sin as the women that seduce them. Sex was made to be something beautiful, a gift from God meant for a husband and his bride. And look what man has turned it into, a money-driven industry meant for instant satisfaction and...

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