Shining God’s Light on the Darkness of Human Trafficking

A single day of my little life. Such drastic things. Words really don’t flow well over this event.

 

Holding hands with a young girl, HIV positive, tuberculosis, and pregnant. Only knowing how to sell her body. watching a man enter a tiny building and forcing my brain to not picture what will happen. Looking into the eyes of teenagers knowing what all the research told me of their situation.

 

Seeing babies wander around wondering if and when their mothers will turn to selling them to pay off a debt or to feed their siblings.

This day will not leave me. I hope. The things God is telling me through just one day of this experience are vast.

 

They keep coming as I continue to process.

The first thing I have to share from this is about the paintings on the wall. Jesus is in the business of turning the dark, the absolutely ugly and horrific things into sources of life and light. He truly does make all things new…

Rooms. Buildings. Futures. Souls. Lives.

In just one morning of reviewing English vocabulary words with teenagers was an experience of standing face to face with the physical proof of the power of Christ. I looked into the faces of those once trafficked and/or at risk of being trafficked. The Lord blessed me by letting me see His children smile and laugh in the face of the haunting forces that once held them down. 

Victory looked right at me and smiled.