
I loved the night of the banquet, not only because of the beauty in the details, but because of the beauty in the faces. It is hard to describe the impact that a night like this had on the girls. Or on any of us on the team. Thank you Lord for your grace.
The girls were dressed in their best! (One girl even made her dress out of some material that resembled aluminum foil- it was amazing- seriously!) They walked in a bit shy, but their faces lit up when they took in the room. They squealed over the tables, and goody bags, eagerly looking at the gifts inside!
I was struck by how crazy the girls went over the games. They loved them!! They were screaming and laughing. It was such fun. Later I was told that this is a typical response for women who have lived through horrible pain like they had.
By playing these games, they are living out a childhood that they never had. Oh Jesus, continue to heal their wounds like only your love can do...
Becky McDonald shared through a translator how each one of us is the bride of Christ. That because of His death and resurrection, we can stand pure and holy before God if we choose to believe and follow Him. Many of these girls will never get married because of their pasts. You could tell that this truth of being Christ's bride really resonated within their hearts.
Mine were not the only tears shed around the table that night.Our evening ended with worship together in English and Thai. For the last song, we all took hands. I was already crying (as was my awesome table partner, Lauren- love ya, girl!) and this just put us over the edge!
I was told that the wait staff had been watching us all night, and that during that last song,
they were all standing in the back holding hands as we were!!! One of the female hotel staff later commented that "we are the group that values women". Thank you Lord, that we were able to shine your love to more than just the women from the safehouses.
One thing I love about you, my bloggy friends, is how you have let yourselves get totally involved in my trip- in so many ways, so I know you can imagine with me what it was like to have to say goodbye to the girls at my table. It was hard. So hard....
I had prayed that God would use Lauren and I to give them a night that would be a healing balm over their wounds with the laughter and love we communicated.I still pray that prayer.
I wanted to communicate with them my heart, so I asked one of the Safehouse missy's to translate for me. As I memorized their faces, I spoke to them how I had been praying for them for two years, and how blessed I was to meet them. I told them that I would continue to pray for them and that you, my friends, would be praying too. (cuz' I know I can count on ya! ;) ) I said that I love them, would never forget them, and that their stories would not go unheard.
Since our return, we have heard from the safehouse staff that one girl's response to the night was this statement,
"For the first time in my life, I am glad to be a woman." This breaks my heart, yet I praise God that she was able to feel her value and worth that night. May it be the beginning of a healing process for her.

P.S. I love how the picture above has the shape of a heart in it! I didn't do anything to create that- just changed the colors of the picture! Cool, huh?