I realized as we drove the streets how often I’ve passed by such women without giving it a second thought. They had become invisible to me. If only someone had truly seen them. Then perhaps they would have had hope of a better life. Perhaps their circumstances today might be different.
We were encouraged to write about something that gets us down and makes us sad — this rips at the seams of my heart. I pray that I will have eyes to see those around me who are hurting, and that if no one else cares, I will. I pray that I will not get so busy that I miss the people around me.
The ministry I worked with helps women escape prostitution. They take them to a safe house and help them to get counseling. Pray that women would make the choice to call for help today!
This post was written as part of NHBM – 30 health posts in 30 days: http://bit.ly/vU0g9J