She runs a tourist shop in the Dominican Republic.
“After I heard about sex trafficking,” she told Blackbox, “I began to see it everywhere around me.”
“One day in my shop, I noticed a 50-year-old white man walking next to a 13-year-old Dominican boy. They browsed the store, and then went across the road to a restaurant. I watched them enter a café and sit down.”
“The boy was wearing all new clothes. They were gifts from the man, because kids here can’t dress like that.”
She continued to watch as the man ordered a large meal for the two to share.
“The entire time—while they shopped and walked and ate—the boy never raised his head. He never looked up—not once.”
Scenes like the shop owner witnessed play out all the time. So much depravity. So much pain. So much shame destroying a life before it even begins.
“We have to do something,” the shop owner concluded. “We must stop this.”
Isaiah wrote, “Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke?”
“Surely the arm of the Lord is not too short to save, nor his ear too dull to hear.” (Isaiah 58:6, 59:1)
Surely He saves. Surely He hears.
Surely He rescues—surely. Swiftly. Completely.
And surely He uses His people to change the story.
We have to do something.
We must stop this.
The story must change.