Serving the Prostitutes of Her City and Beyond

Just when you thought you knew what you should grieve over and try to change… no wait, there’s more.  Of course there’s more.  There’s no end to human misery, to human opportunity, to things in need of Jesus’ touch of redemption.

Not that prostitution is a new problem, and not that it’s new to me… but now it has faces and stories.  And faces and stories are what change us.  Check out this blog that a friend writes about her Friday nights serving (with kindness, warm drinks and condoms) the prostitutes in her city:

It affects me every day, upon each reading and in between.  And I’m thankful for her faithfulness in writing it, as I just wouldn’t have otherwise known most of what I’ve learned.


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