A Red Light District Story
In Michael’s post he writes about the feeling of not being able to relate to someone based on past experiences. For example, how can I relate to the murderer and drug addict when I have never experienced anything like that in my own life?
Let me share with you a story…
In 2003, as I’ve mentioned before, while in college I went with my campus ministry to Amsterdam on missions. We served the local church, did music and drama outdoors in the squares, and talked and built relationships with many people from all over the world.
One night during our time there, the guys and girls split up. Us guys went to a youth hostel to perform a concert and hang out with some younger kids. The girls in our group went to the local flower market, purchased roses, and hand delivered them to the prostitutes in the Red Light District (RLD). RLD is a general term, but the one in Amsterdam is widely considered to be the most well known. This urban area contains a network of alleyways and streets that have single-room cabins where prostitutes offer sexual services from behind a window or glass door, typically illuminated by a red light.
They came back that night with many stories, but one in particular stood out.
As three girls on our team were talking with a lady, they started sharing their individual stories of how they came to know the Lord. One girl talked about past drug and alcohol abuse, and another shared childhood relational abuse that has haunted her for years. Lastly, the third girl, unaware how her story would even relate, started sharing. She talked about how she went to church her whole life. Her parents raised her to love and fear Jesus. All of her family grew up in the same, loving situation. Nothing ‘out of the ordinary’.
…then God did His work.
I’m sure you can guess which story resonated most with the prositute. It wasn’t one of the ones you’d expect. (Hint: it was the third girl’s story.)
I am reminded, and encouraged, through this simple example that God can, and will, use my story as a conduit for His glory.
Despite my insecurities, fears, and “lack of an exciting story”… His glory will be made famous. His name will be magnified.
It will be unmistakable. It will be unshakable. It will be undeniable.
He will make Himself know.