On Good Friday, we went to the adult night clubs and brought beautiful gifts in sweet little gift bags with candy inside and a butterfly flying above the bag. We also brought cupcake trees full of homemade cupcakes by Deborah Vause-Crowe and I heard more than one person say, “Those are the best cupcakes I’ve ever had!” Deborah prayed over her baked goods. She prayed for every woman who received them. Thank you, Deborah! Five girls prepared the gifts for the women and we prayed as we prepared them! OK, now we are ready to go!
It was a priceless moment as we entered the first club and the bartender rang the cow bells! That was exciting right off the bat! We walked around to talk to the women and passes out the cupcakes and the gifts. Each girl thanked us with a hug. One of the DJ’s came down and told me, “There are not many girls here, church lady! I think your prayers are working, they took off for Good Friday, church lady!” I asked, “Are you still going to church?” He responded, “Yes, I am. I go every Sunday. I love it!” As we continued around the club passing out more cupcakes, one of the women came back for a second one. She said, “It was great!” I said softly and smiling,”Don’t tell anyone!”
We traveled on to the next club where we found many girls who were happy about our love gifts! Two of the girls didn’t know me… they were brand new. A couple of the other girls who have been there a bit, told them about how we always come bearing gifts and the new girls welcomed us with open arms! (Wished we could have whisked them right out the back door.) More girls loved their gifts and cupcakes! We also invited them to our “Life Support Group,” and “Stay Alive Health Fair” (to test for HIV and STD’s). We chalked them full of good stuff! As we continued on our journey, the manager recognized the young woman I brought with me… He said, “What are you up to?” She answered, “Trying to do better. Working for this lady now. Doing good.” He looked at me and said, “Don’t forget about me! I’ve been here twenty years!”
When we finished at the clubs, we went to take communion at our church’s Good Friday “In Remembrance Of Him” service which was in progress. Pastor Phyllis was talking about Jesus’ walk to the Cross. Then she started talking about the thief on the cross. He said to Jesus, “Don’t forget me!” Immediately my mind raced back to that moment in the strip clubs when the manager said, “Don’t forget about me.” “I won’t forget,” I whispered and neither will Jesus.
“I tell you the truth, today you will be with Me in paradise.”
It is the Lord’s will that none should perish, but that all should come to repentance.
We went back to the clubs that evening and took more gifts to more precious women. We entered and began looking for girls who hadn’t received their gifts yet. We passed by the girl who had already eaten two cupcakes earlier, and I handed her a third. She said, “They really are the best!” Then she started telling us how she did not want to be there. She told us many horrible things that had happened in her life and asked us to pray for her. We prayed right there and then – in the middle of everything that was going on in there- we prayed, she wept! It was an anointed prayer of deliverance! Praise the Lord! Isn’t it awesome that God would call us back for that one woman! His precious little sheep!
“What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he loses one of them, does not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he finds it?”
Thank you Lord for your Goodness!
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