Sometimes it is easy to let the spirit of doubt weasel its way into our minds, and even our hearts, while it tries convincing us that nothing this incredibly awful could ever be resurrected from evil into good. I get this thought because I'm not a stranger to it either. When we walk the streets and see the same women walking and working; the same men driving & lusting, it can seem like the worst sort of losing battle.
BUT ITS NOT.
There's this story in scripture about an old man and his old wife. They've been promised by God himself that they'll see as many kids in their arms as there are stars in the sky. Though a city kid, I can just imagine the scene. Two oldies sitting beneath a quiet fire, hearing this promise from God and looking slowly at what they already know in their hearts to be beyond imagination. Their hearts beating to thick it pulsates through their skulls, and there it is. A sky full of stars like the sea full of water. Are you kidding me Lord?! That's what I'd be thinking anyhow. Of course Sarah's laughing because it seems ridiculous and I wonder if that is my heart, or your heart sometimes with trafficking too? Just shaking our head at the thought of all we hope for, against all hope.
Let me encourage you friend. God kept His promise to Abraham and Sarah. And He's keeping His promise of freedom for the 27 million too.
We're overcomers, we're wild lovers of life. We hope, we dream, and we fight for the freedom of those involved in the sex industry.