I am not sure words do justice to what we saw and have experienced today. It was a day with the horrific and the holy.
Today we walked inside the brothels of a community we hope to open a freedom location in. As we walked down thin, bamboo-lined walkways, a door opened and a man (customer) came out. The reality of what slavery looks like slaps you in the face. The women’s children play under their beds, in the walkways, in between rooms. The hopelessness and vacant stares leave your heart hollow.
We sat and talked with the women for a while, specifically the madame of that brothel. The women were very open and excited about the possibility of leaving the sex trade and living in freedom. Their slavery was not a choice, they were sold, tricked, or trafficked to where they are now.
We stood on the rooftop and prayed. Wept, and prayed. The truth is, freedom cannot come fast enough for these women. We need staff, leadership, and people that are willing to live in this area and serve. Truly the harvest is ready. (I don’t want to say ‘white’ because it just seems wrong!).
I stood on the rooftop, overlooking the overflowing river and heard Isaiah ringing in my head ‘who will come? Who will go for me?’ as hundreds of faces of women trapped in slavery raced in my memory.
After we prayed, the madame came and asked us to stay for tea, a very unusual and positive sign. It was at the moment that the Spirit literally seemed to rush in. We had tea with her, she escorted us to through the rest of the area, and then asked us to come to her house (room). She had already paid for tea, but insisted on the visit, so we came. We all sat in her room, about the size of a full mattress, and she bought juice and we chatted. She told us about her family and her children. Her hospitality was unprecedented. She really cares for the girls she overseas and wants freedom for them. She thanked us for coming. YES…read that again. SHE thanked us for coming.
For all the darkness, a tremendous light shone through today. You are a part of a (future) freedom story because of your prayers today. Thank you. Thank you so much.