The day finally arrived where we would get to meet the girls we had thought so much about. As we loaded up the cars little did we know what we were in store for. The drive took us an hour and a half out of the city. Just the drive is an event that is unexplainable.
When entering the guarded gates they took our license plate numbers and checked the cars out. I thought how odd, but special, it was they took such precaution to protect the girls from any potential harm. We were clearly American guest, yet they still thought it was important to check us thoroughly. There was such a seriousness in their eyes that brought a sobering thought the protection was a reflection of the girls deep pain and the commitment to protect them. Entering the property we knew we were in a special place . It felt almost like a Shangrila in the midst of mud and trash. We saw grass, flowers and trees for the first time. Clearly love was around us, the beauty and cleanliness only scratched the surface of how much a desire for deep healing and restoration Pastor Deveraj has for the girls. Slightly nervous, we walked into the bungalow and saw the girls waiting for us. They all had such beautiful glowing spirits, they seem to sparkle. We felt a little shy at first, but soon after we all seemed so close, the result of fellow believers sharing the same love and devotion to Christ. They giggled with pride as they began to model the purses and pants they handmade. There was a sweet spirit in the air. I couldn't believe I was finally looking into their eyes and seeing their beautiful faces. They were all extremely beautiful, clean, healthy, vibrant and energetic. They had a confidence and joy that was clearly a result of knowing Christ's healing. It's hard to believe that these women were actually child prostitutes and some were locked in small box like rooms for up to three years without ever leaving. Some beaten and abused seeing up to seven men a day.
Sorry to leave you hanging but our ride is here. I'll finish later tonight....
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