Hello friends! We’re back from our little road trip (more details to come!), and am more than ever rip-roaring ready & eager & excited to sit down at the computer, fast-moving fingers an extension of the soul. But first, here’s an article of mine that was published at Prodigal Magazine a couple weeks ago, about a life-changing experience Jeannie-friend and I had in Thailand a number of years ago. Enjoy!
The trip to Thailand had begun innocently enough.
Our eclectic group of three women and three men spread across the center row of the plane en route from San Francisco to Bangkok.
We had asked ourselves a simple question, a what if?, during one Tuesday night community group together, and shortly thereafter accepted the invitation to depart on an adventure.
At first our escapade involved not much more than visiting the aqua-colored waters where Leonardo Di Caprio filmed The Beach and eating as much coconut sticky rice as possible.
But then my friend and I decided to embark on an excursion of our own: while the rest of the group hopped on a plane to Cambodia, we’d stay in Bangkok, volunteering with a ministry working with women and girls in the commercial sex trade.
I found out very quickly that it can be easy to take on a holier-than-thou attitude when working with women in prostitution.
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