A SHIFT IN PERSPECTIVE

When I started on this journey a few months ago, I wanted to rush in, uh, "Rambo style", I think I called it, and save the girls from the brothel. I also wanted the pimps and pervs burned at the stake.

From their I realized that I didn't just want to get the girls out I wanted to bring healing and real love to them. And I still wanted the perpetrators burned.

Then God said love them, the bad ones. I said, "HECK NO LORD." I'm sure he was thinking, "Now we'll just see about that. You have no idea what is coming your way."

I came to accept the fact that I was to love "them," solely for the fact that the source of the evil is what I really need to fight. Not to absolve these men of their crimes, but I realized the issue is much deeper.

I discovered through further study into the issue that many of the pimps are themselves children. Boys, only 14 years old, sometimes younger. Taught by there mothers and fathers to sell the souls of little girls for about the cost of a DVD.

These boys have lost their childhood too, or rather, they never had a childhood to lose. They should be out playing soccer and shooting things with sling shots, not waiting for men who are looking to buy the perverted services they oversee.

I want to bring healing to these children too. Let them enjoy the laughter that comes from innocent joy.

I still want the pervs to burn. So far God hasn't called me on that one. So I am going to stick with it until further notice.