My heart just weeps for the children, women, men being victimized. I feel so helpless. I just want to save them all. Jesus please help us. Please Holy Spirit move in the hearts of the men/women enslaving them and those that are purchasing it. Please Holy Spirit move in the victims hearts. Please let them know that you have not left them. Please Jesus. Please…..I beg Lord.
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She was probably around fifteen the first time I met her at Blessings Church in Bucharest. You know, one of those teens that cause us good church folk to lower our eyes and not stare: a lot of piercings, questionable jewelry choices, black t-shirt, big make-up. One of those lost teens from marginalized homes who suck up our love and resources and then disappear into oblivion.
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