brokeness

this blog unlike the other ones will not be about hope and love it will be about emptiness and hate. tonight we went to the most dangerous place in Tijuana. On these streets there is drug addicts, drug dealers, prostitution, but worst off all child prostitution. We walked the streets praying for people and I saw addicts doing drugs which was disturbing. I saw women walk into hotels with men offering them sex, but the thing that wanted me to kill and destroy was the child prostitution. Picture your little brother or sister, or little child of 5-10 years of age. Then imagine how much love you have for them, and then imagine dropping them off at a hotel to get molested for years and years. This is what I saw, because I saw the children who were victims. I saw the hotel and the men who raped these boys and girls, and I had to just stand there and pray. I told myself that if i would have had a gun i would have gone in there and killed those men, because people like that deserve to burn in hell. But then i heard Jesus whisper I died for you to brian zimmer. It broke me because how can a God so perfect and so loving allow for his children to be ravaged over and over again. How could a mother or father be so desperate to sell their children to men who would rape them. Then I said God bring your wrath and justice, but i realized I to am full of sin. I too have caused wounds to my savior. I realized that God loves all people and I must forgive. This night has impacted me more than losing jon. More than any racism I have ever faced, and more than any horror i have been through. Tonight I was ashamed for complaining so much about my life here and there, because there are innocent children all over the world crying out for someone to rescue them.