by Keisha, DTS Staff The breeze whips my hair all around my face as I walk through a forest of tall, wind-stripped trees. It smells fresh and new outside: like spring rain that has melted away the snow to uncover a blanket of green; like soft earth caked onto the soles of your shoes. I want to breathe it …
Hot Chocolate Spells Love in Many Languages
by Hannah W., DTS student “How can we minister to people who don’t speak our language?” I asked God. Immediately, a picture of the “bunny village” we had passed earlier came to mind. Yes, a bunny village in the center of town, complete with a faux fountain, street lights, and tiny houses for the bunnies to inhabit. What would we …
Now that I know her name, Everything has changed
by Hannah W., DTS student Her name is not Prostitute. Before I met Evita, it was so easy to pray for a person I didn’t know, a situation I wasn’t familiar with, a street I’d never seen. So easy to wrap up with “amen” and get the sleep I looked forward to all day. I was like a blindfolded …
How Men Can End the Sex Trade
(Michael is on outreach to Riga, Latvia. To learn more about the outreach, read this post here.) Arthur, a middle-aged man with dark eyes and a worn face, stood his ground, but not without exposing a piece of his heart to me. “I’m Lutheran. I know God,” he said. “And I’m scared to death about the day I meet him.” Although it was the …
The Joy Stealer
(by Sarah Young — To read more about Sarah’s work in Latvia, check out her recent blog post, In Search of Hope on Latvia’s Streets) When working with women trapped in prostitution, positivity is a valuable asset! But no matter how hard I tried, it felt like every ounce of hope had been sucked out of me this week. I felt …
In Search of Hope on Riga’s Streets
(by Sarah Young, YWAM Madison staff member currently working with Freedom 61 in Latvia) Last night opened my eyes to the realities of life on the street. We brought tea, coffee and dessert to girls trapped in prostitution. But it wasn’t until we were packing up to go home that the young women finally came out to us. That’s when I discovered how much …
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