This past week we did our first prostitute ministry. I was really excited to finally be going in to the red light district to minister to those that are so close to my heart. We made cards with encouraging verses in Spanish to give to the women we met and we also got flowers to give them so they knew they were beautiful and that someone loved them. The first place we walked into was a night club. The music was blaring and it was dimly lit with black lights everywhere. There was a dancer on stage and two waiting to go on. The Pastor we were with (who has become very close to all of our hearts), mentioned that I go talk to the dancers waiting to go on. I, along with another teammate, walked past all the men staring at us like we were crazy since we were white females in a night club. When we reached the two girls, who were at max 18, we both became frigid. Neither of us knew what to do. I barely speak any Spanish and my teammate knew some, but we both found ourselves without words. We ended up praying for them and left after some painfully long moments of awkwardness.
We left the night club and I was left with feelings of disappointment, anger and sadness. I think part of me expected to go in to that night club and win the girls to Jesus (as ridiculous as that may sound). I was plagued with emotions that didn’t make any sense to me. I was so frustrated that God would bring me to a place where I don’t speak the language and place me in an incredibly dark situation and at the same time attempt to call out greatness in me. My attitude only got worse as the time went on. When we arrived back at our van, we were telling one of our ministry contacts about the places we went. Excitedly she told us that we were the first group ever to be allowed in the night club. She told us that they had been praying for a long time about that place, and we just walked right in.
After a day, I was still overcome with my emotions, but I was able to come to peace with the fact that we were there for a reason. By the grace of God we were accepted into that night club without question, hesitation or without having to pay.
So many times on this trip I have been confronted with a situation that I was not comfortable with. But I know that God is providing and is paving ways even when I don’t see it.
