Friday, February 5, 2010

Your love is a mystery, how you gently lift me

So I feel like I should write. So far not a whole lot has happened today. Our team went to help tear down all the decorations from YWAM's 50th anniversary celebration. They said it was going to take about 5 hours, but we got it done in 45 minutes. Thank you Jesus!
We will be going to the bars again tonight. I don't know quite know how to explain the ministry, but these are bars where either prostitutes or human-trafficked girls are forced to work. Sometimes it's easy to tell the difference between the prostitutes and the prostituted because you can tell who actually wants to be there and who doesn't. These are bars where men can go in and talk to girls until they take them home later on. Sometimes it's harder than others, but we have to remember that God loves these men too and they are trapped in sin just like we once were. Personally, I like to start talking to the men about their families, both the wives and kids. This makes them start feeling awkward about being in a place like that. Haha, but I do it in a very loving and Christlike manner of course. :) So anyways we go in and play pool, just talk, and hang out with both the women and the men there. The bar that my team goes into has a couple of "ladyboys" there. These are women that were once men, but have made the changes to become a woman, which is natural in Thailand. Now we can't go in and just start preaching the gospel, you have to build relationships first. People in other cultures, (and even sometimes in our culture) won't listen to what your saying unless they know that you care about them first. So that's what were doing every night we go. We build relationships, show them we care, let our light shine, and pray constantly that God will work in their lives. It's going really well so far. Every night we go they get excited when we get there, and they don't want us to leave when it's time to go. We really have made friends with these girls and a couple of guys. We get to know about their life, family, how they got there and everything. It gets harder to leave every time. Pray that God will open their hearts.

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