Within the dark twisted world of prostitution, most girls on the street are there because of fear or a dependency on a drug addiction. A few weeks ago we ministered to prostitutes on the streets of South Orlando, FL and while we found that to be true, a few claimed they felt they just didn’t have any other choice. Can I be blunt for a moment? While I understand a post like this may offend someone, as a follower of Jesus I’m reminded of Luke 4:18 “The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised…”
Over the last few months I’ve asked the Lord to feel me with anguish. To birth a new burden deep within my heart for those who are considered hopeless. To kindle the flame that’s already been inside of me for those who are held captive. I’m writing this because I believe when God’s people pray, He listens…and right now there’s two individuals that need prayer warriors to intercede. You see, panic accelerates despair and anxiety which eventually leads to making horrible decisions. You’d be surprised what a single mother with no job, no savings, a drug addict mother and an incarcerated father will do to survive.
Some aren’t equipped mentally to handle a pandemic like the one we’re currently going through. And while I believe in many ways it’s a good thing that many of us have slowed down, the devil is still out here preying on the weak. What we saw that night ministering to prostitutes on the street were broken souls drowning in sin and addiction held captive in Satan’s playground. My wife wrote personal letters to different women who all have been selling their bodies for money. Along with those letters each one of these women received a red rose. We didn’t film much of this on purpose, but two out of the women we gave roses and letters to allowed me to share the gospel with them. My heart weeped for both of them as tears filled up in their eyes when they caught a glimpse of the love of Jesus.
They shared with me their stories and eventually let me open the Word. As our conversation unfolded, I could see the cut marks on both their arms, the indicators of drug addiction, and the grip the devil had on them. God clearly told me a few weeks back to plant a seed here, so that’s what we did and his gospel did not return void. After they heard the gospel they were very opened to me praying for them. I prayed for chains to be broken and blinded eyes to be opened. I prayed for the devil to flee, and to set these captives free in Jesus name. I prayed for repentance, conviction of sin, and Salvation. I prayed and pleaded that this would be the last night they’re ever out here in these streets.
I prayed for breakthrough, healing, peace and for them to know how much they’re loved by their Heavenly Father. If you’re reading this please pray very hard for Mia and Krystal. Comment “praying” if you’re willing. Thank you all, so much.
*IMPORTANT: We do not recommend anyone attempt this without first properly seeking the Lord, council, and wisdom.
By: Jacob Ebersole
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Here’s a link to the video: https://youtu.be/w9phU-hUMck