My time in Indonesia is coming to an end, and I was beginning to think that I had seen all God had for me during my outreach. Little did I know He wanted to reveal more of Himself to me and remind me just how present He actually is in every situation. With only two weeks to go, I was beginning to get tired and was mentally checking out. However, I really wanted to be wholehearted, focussing on what God was doing in me, my team and in Indonesia.
I prayed and asked God to give me a passion for a specific ministry.
The week went by and I still felt the same way, until Friday night rolled around. That is when myself and a few others from my team had the opportunity to go to a specific area, walk the streets and talk with women who may be part of the prostitution industry here.
I didn’t know what to expect, but I was excited.
As we walked down the road we saw women sitting on mats with stands in front of them selling rice, water, and juice, among other things. For the majority of these women, the selling of these products was just a cover what they were actually there for. After a few minutes, we split up into groups with translators and sat down to talk with different women.
Our conversation started out quite simple: “How are you?” “Where are you from?” “What is your family like?” and so on. Her answers didn’t give us much opportunity to go deeper in conversation, but I felt something inside of me prompt me to compliment her on the tattoos on her wrists. I asked if they had any special meaning and why she chose them. She replied they had no meaning, she just liked the designs so decided to get them. She then asked if I had any tattoos and what the meanings of them were. I told her I had three tattoos and as I was explaining their meanings I felt God tell me to share part of my testimony. One of my tattoos is Psalm 139:14 “You are fearfully and wonderfully made.” I told her how I found my value in God and how we are all created in His image.
Afterwards, as we sat praying with her, some men came up wanting to speak to her. Rather than going off with them, she simply told them she was busy and asked them to leave, before turning back and allowing us to continue. Later, she thanked us for sharing and she seemed touched that we would take the time to stop and sit with her.
It was in that moment, sitting on the side of the road, surrounded by trash and avoiding the rats crawling around us, while talking to a prostitute, that I realized that God is present in all situations and places. Even the ones that seem and look impossible for Him to be in, He is there and He is working. He refreshed my soul and showed me exactly how much He loves each and every one of His children.
by Janaye Breker
YWAM April Classic DTS student