“I sucked two bleeps today.”
That’s what Em blurted out in the strip club dressing room. She was deeply grieving the anniversary of her brother’s suicide.
“I wasn’t supposed to come to work today, but here I am drinkin.”
And then she confessed the sex acts she’d been involved in that day alone.
She probably thought being crude would put us off, but neither Niki or I flinched.
I haven’t been able to shake the depth of her pain that day.
Two of her sisters were also present, and also grieving.
Niki ministered to Jay and led her to the Lord, while I continued with Em, who previously gave her life to the Lord with us on another visit.
In response to her crude comments, I retorted with how many sex acts I too used to engage in each day. She was shocked.
Holy Spirit flooded in as I shared the deep, dark places I’ve sunk to, and how God has redeemed my life to the extent that now I’m standing there talking to her in that strip club dressing room.
The wells of pent up grief came streaming out, as a continual flow of tears emerged.
Jesus began to wash her shame away.
Em cried out in desperation for a way out of that life. I assured her that if God did it for me, He will do it for her.
She couldn’t believe the short timeframe I’ve been saved, delivered, and set free.
She couldn’t believe I consistently drive four hours one way “just” to minister to women in the strip clubs of St. Louis.
After we met each girl where they were that night, the grief lifted, and God’s glory bomb exploded in the dressing room.
Everyone went from crying to laughing, some unable to stand. All shaking under the glory.
Two nights later, I texted Em and shared with her how God created her and I to be the purest of the pure, and that’s how He sees her.
My heart broke as I began wondering how much money she made that night for those sex acts.
But then Em shared that she went to church Sunday morning for the first time in a long time, and how it felt good to be in the presence of God again.
I wept and rejoiced, as I texted Niki and shared the news!
Em wants her whole family saved. SIXTEEN siblings in total!
Will you partner with us in prayer for their entire family to be saved and set free?
Em has a mighty call on her life and I’m deeply invested.
Why?
Because Jesus doesn’t call her a stripper.
Jesus doesn’t call her whore.
Jesus doesn’t call her dirty, filthy, used goods, or a cash cow.
Jesus calls her Daughter.
He calls her Beloved.
He says, “You’re Mine.”
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