Buy Her Time

Photo Credit: Anthony Green

You see her on the streets.
Adorned in flecks of gold.
Glance into her eyes,
Her story is untold.
How did she come to be,
A woman selling skin?
In it for the money?
Her heart will never win.
She sleeps alone at night,
Her soul is yearning still,
For life to deal her a hand,
That can fit the bill.
She'll change it all one day.
She's worth more than a dime.
If only He would come,
Come along and buy her time.

There is a prostitution ring near my house. You can't miss it. Women walking around barely wearing anything. Lingering customers scouting the streets for the cops. Each precious life screams a different story. When I first witnessed the exchanges of these women, I was a little taken aback. Why so close to my house? Where are the cops? This is unacceptable!

As the weeks went by, my heart began to break. As I would turn the corner to get onto the highway, I would catch a glimpse of their faces. Daughters, mothers, sisters. Beautiful, bruised and searching. Some were confident, while others were hiding in their barely clothed skin. I wanted to help! If there was a way that I could set them free. Show them their worth! Change everything...although some do not want to change. Some think it's normal, but I know the truth. I want to tell them they are worth so much more than what can be found underneath their clothes, or the "favors" they can do. I want to tell them...no scream to them how beautiful they are. How dearly loved they are. How they can dance again. How they can dream again.

This led me to the thought of buying their time. Would there be a safe way that I could buy their time? Tell the cops and set it up. Come in a different car. Lavish them with blessings and take them out to lunch. We'd chat about life. Chat about their kids...talk about their dreams and hear their stories unfold. No judgement. Just love. Is it feasible? If not, I still wouldn't care, because I know of a Savior that will move heaven and earth to show me His great love- no matter how much of a mess I'm in. Everyone deserves this gift.

Now, I can't drive by these precious ones without being in tears. I can't hold it together anymore. My heart is for them, just like God's heart is for them. It's amazing how things change when you get a glimpse of God's heart for someone else. It's life-changing. I wonder what it would be like if I caught a glimpse of God's heart for me. Would I be more intentional? Love better? Try more instead of giving up? Pass less judgement on others? Maybe.

Know this my friend, God is going to use the prostitutes! Jesus loves redeeming the broken. Don't sleep on these beloved ones, because when His love rushes in, it's like a hurricane. I can't wait to see how He makes a beautiful mess of things... and I will be standing on the front lines when He does.

Join me in being intentional about loving well. Ask God to give you His heart for someone you normally wouldn't think about loving this week.

Be fearless!

-Mel

A Beautiful Letdown

There is something about brutal honesty that brings great freedom...even peace. During these last few weeks, I found myself in and out of chaos and far too often wearing such burdens on my shoulders that it was difficult for me to go about my day. I was talking to God in frustration about why I just couldn't seem to leave the burdens that I carried at His feet. Far too often, I've felt the sweet release of unloading all of the heaviness in prayer, but found myself, a few days later, feeling like I'm wearing a rucksack full of boulders.

After a bit of introspection, there were a few things on my heart. I was carrying the weight of the broken relationships of others, disappointments, finances, mistakes, frustrations and self-pity. I didn't realize my stress levels were so high until I found myself grinding my teeth throughout the day. Eek! I was never meant to carry such burdens.

One issue in particular struck a deep chord in my heart. I had quite a few pots in the fire, and am notorious for taking on too much because I love a challenge and I am a starter. I run out of the blocks with so much passion, tackling seemingly impossible feats, yet when obstacles come, I often find myself frozen in my tracks.

One of the "pots" I found myself tending to began to boil over. I began staring at the proverbial pot. I attempted to figure out how I could maneuver it to keep it on the fire. In reality, I needed to turn off the fire. I talked to God about it and He impressed upon my heart that I shouldn't have more than four big things going on in my life at a time. I remember telling Him "Well, what about this (Enter irrational yet worthy task here.) I could totally do five. What about five?" His instruction didn't change. Whenever I have more than five pots on the fire, something boils over. Every time.

One thing that I love about God is that even if we do not heed to His instruction, He still lovingly creates beauty from our mess. The burden that came with the last issue I was facing was rooted in letting someone down. From being perceived as a disappointment if I said "no" to another thing to do. Now, it wasn't just any someone that I would be letting down. It was a "father-type" figure. There was something significant about that.

Now, if I would describe myself, I would not say I am a people pleaser by any means. If I have passion about something, I pursue it. If Jesus moves me to do something crazy, I will do it, even if I look stupid. So what was stopping me now? My fears were rooted in unresolved "Daddy Issues." Such a deep recurring issue for me is to completely heal from my relationship with father figures. I realized that when it comes to deviating from instruction from positive individuals of influence such as these, I clam up and boundary lines become blurred, even if the individual is a stranger.

 I had to take a step back and say "Wait! I don't really know this man from Adam. Why is my decision to take this pot out of the fire keeping me up at night?" Not cool. It was then that I felt very clearly that it was time to release this burden... and I did. Making that decision single-handedly cut the chaos in my life in half. Yes, I am now left out of a previous endeavor, but I have more peace for it. It turned out to be a beautiful letdown because my mind and emotions now had room to breathe. Because of God's great love in revealing the heart issue to me, I could now begin to really deal with it. That's a win win situation my friend.

So, if you've ever been in my shoes, learn this truth with me: You don't have to do too much. The world can wait. Saying "no" does not make you any less valuable. Furthermore, God is an amazing Father and the greatest love you will ever have and need. He desires so deeply to lavish a love upon you that is full, beautiful and life-changing. He gives so much grace for our mistakes...such beauty for ashes. Every. single. time.

Today, lay your burdens down. Let your freedom be beautiful. You were made to thrive in peace with great joy. That is what I am after. Now, I pray for healing in my heart. Now I rejoice because out of this, I have golden opportunity to get to know my heavenly Father so much more. So do you.

Love,

-Mel