Arms wide open.

We went out again this past Saturday. It's so cool how God shows us something so different each time.

2 people stood out to me: 1 man in the car and 1 lady in the window. The man's car was parked in front of her. He was looking at her.  His car windows were tinted very dark but when passing by his car, I looked right into his window and saw his eyes. In those short moments, I could see an intense craving. It was dark and scary. His eyes looked that of an animal, waiting to prey and pounce.

There was a different lady in the window than the one we saw sitting there last time. As we took some extended time to pray over the area, I kept praying God's love over her.

"And then I saw Him there, hanging on a tree, looking at me. I saw Him there, hanging on a tree, looking at me. He was looking at me, looking at Him, staring through me. I could not escape those beautiful eyes. And I began to weep and weep. He had arms wide open, a heart exposed. Arms wide open. He was bleeding, bleeding. Love's definition was looking at me."



As she spends hours waiting for men, looking at them as they stare at her. I pray that she would see Him there, hanging on a tree, looking at her, staring through her...arms wide open.

"You shall love Me."

-El

Arms wide open.

Rejection.

A few weeks back, on one of our walks, we saw 4 young men. They looked university-age. They went window to window, asking for the prices and bargaining to get the best deal. 1 boy immediately stood out to me. He was wearing a striped polo shirt. He looked so much like a follower. It seemed to be his first time in a RLD. He seemed nervous, curious, and submissive to the other 3 boys. There was a system of hierarchy: the dongseng and the hyungs. As they went from window to window, we were praying for rejection. We asked for rejection from the women and for frustration...that they would give up and leave the RLD. Seeing their persistence was heart-breaking. Little did they know how much the enemy was laughing and how the much the Father was weeping.

As we continued to pray, God led us to pray over specific needs. What stood out to me was Rejection. Rejection from their earthly fathers. They are father-less. They've been abandoned, neglected, unloved.

In the end, the striped-shirt boy went into the room while the 3 others were waiting outside for him. We prayed for a deep dissatisfaction.

It was obvious that the boy was craving something. Whether it'd be craving for the exhiliration of trying something new, something more "manly". Or craving acceptance from the "hyungs." Or a fleshly craving.

I wish I could tell him, "Drink the water that Jesus gives. You will never be thirsty forever. Your Heavenly Father is inviting you...you aren't rejected. O how He loves you..."

-El

We rest on ONE truth

"Thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. "
-1 Corinthians 15:57

As we pray for things like prostitution and sex trafficking- issues that are just so big- it can easily becoming discouraging or disappointing because we don't often see significant change. But, with each and every prayer, the spiritual realm shifts and our Father in Heaven is glorified.

We know that our war is not waged against the flesh. It is not waged against the world. Our fight is against the principalities of darkness that rule until Jesus comes back. So until then, we rest in the assurance that it is through HIM that we have victory.

It is the Cross that gives us the strength to endure and press on. It is upon the Cross that we gaze, with unending devotion and thanks.