I love Mars Hill Church. LOVE it. When the collegiate minister at our church mentioned a job opportunity for my husband in Seattle, he said no. I said maybe. That's how much I love Mars Hill. I listen to Mark Driscoll's podcasts (and Rob Bell's) frequently. If you haven't checked them out, DO SO NOW. If I ever get the opportunity to visit Seattle, you best believe I'm going there.
The point of this blog is so not about my love for Mars Hill and its ministry. I am a facebook "friend" of Mark Driscoll (of COURSE) and he posted a link to the Mars Hill blog about underage prostitution. Click here to read the information. (FYI, I have been told the link is not working, so if it's not working where you are, just copy and paste this: http://blog.marshillchurch.org/2009/09/30/seattle-and-underage-prostitution/)
Did you read it? Good. Cause I'm not rehashing it here.
My heart breaks for those girls -- and for the boys/men who are using them. My immediate thought when I read something like that is, What can I do? Can I donate some money? I can't go up to Seattle, so what can I do?
I didn't see a link to donate, so...pray.
If you haven't gathered from previous posts, I am a FIRM, STAUNCH, RELENTLESS believer in the power of prayer. I don't think when we pray to God that we're just thinking "happy thoughts" or "wishful thoughts." I believe we stand in front of the throne of the Almighty, and I am His daughter.
Wow. That's just so cool.
Anway -- again, I'm a little spacey this week (needing to write an 18-page paper by Monday will do that to you -- oh, and having NO TIME to do it) -- please, just pray for these girls. I wouldn't think many people are praying for them.
Sorry for such a downer blog, but this is just something that needs to be distributed. =)