The following entries describe my meeting and establishing a relationship with a prostitute beginning in February 2019. She is not homeless, but has been in the past and could be again in the future. The entire story reads descending from top to bottom.

February 2019

Jesus has created an opportunity for me to meet with and befriend a local prostitute for the last couple of months.  This woman used to live around the corner from my house. She is known as a prostitute and a drug user in my neighborhood. Jesus tells me to meet with her, but she has a handler (pimp) and I am not sure how to navigate around meeting with her without the pimp thinking I am looking for something else. Jesus answers my prayer and tells me things will be fine, to move forward, and He will protect me.  So, I will continue to be “in the area” and look for opportunities.

February 2019

My friend moved to the other end of our neighborhood. At first I was not sure how we would meet again. She has four big crazy pit bulls and we knew them by name because she used to scream at them in the yard in back of her home where they were pinned-up. My kids would laugh and make fun of one of the dogs, because it seemed to get the brunt of most of the yelling and cursing, or it was just probably the worst one…the problem child. One day I was leaving my house and this dog was roaming around where she used to live. It had gotten loose and wandered back to where she used to live, looking for her I’m sure. I went down to where she moved to, looking for her.  There were drug-dealers hanging on the corner of her new place.  I asked them if they had seen her.  They looked at me crazy and didn’t respond, so I told them one of her dogs got out and was down the street near my house.  One of the guys responded to me and said “She’s not home.”  I asked if he would help me get the dog back to her new home.  He said, “Man, I ain’t f@#$ing with her dog.  Her dogs are crazy.”  He was right, so I told him “Okay, but tell her that her dog’s at her old place, loose and lost.”  He said okay.  I left and looked all over the neighborhood for her, but I couldn’t find her anywhere.  Later that day I heard her crying loudly in her old back yard.  I looked over and she had found her lost, problem child and was laying on the ground with it, weeping.  I drove over quickly (I wasn’t going to be on foot with that crazy dog) and recognized “This is my opportunity.”  We talked, she told me she got my message and cried, saying, “I don’t have anyone but these dogs.  These are my babies.”  So, for her, she was reunited with her baby and I made a friend. 

March 2019

I stopped my prostitute friend.  She certainly remembers me and told me she was working on getting two “friends” of hers to help move the dog pens for her four Pitbulls. I have a trailer and told her that I would provide the transportation.  I have secured a friend (witness) of my own to ride with me as Jesus instructed me to do.  I am waiting for the opportunity to spend some time with her next time I am on the street, so I can confront her and offer the testimony of Jesus Christ.  I have asked the Holy Spirit to give me a message for her, a personal one that would touch her heart. 

March 2019

Speaking with my friend again, she believes that the only way she is even alive today is because of “God,” but she has no idea what a relationship with Jesus looks like.  I will keep on praying for her and chipping away with her in conversation. I also learned a lot about my neighborhood, racism, the depravity of man in my city (its worse than I thought), the depth of the drug problem, and how hard it is going to be for a white man to infiltrate this area for Jesus.  Today, I was spit at, ignored intentionally when trying to engage people on the street and marked as “There go the police.”  Something was going on down here today as dirt bikes disregarded basic road rules (stop, yield, etc.) while riding wheelies recklessly on the street (just they do in Baltimore City), two City Police squad cars swarmed the area looking for something or someone, people were giving dog barking signals to alert the next block of coming cops and people were out of their houses everywhere.  It truly reminded me of when I was riding around Baltimore City, looking for people to engage for Jesus sake.  Wow.

April 2019

Today I spoke with my prostitute friend.  Every time I speak to her the onion continues to shed layers.  She revealed to me that she is a product of human trafficking, serious physical and mental abuses, escaping murder multiple times (once by her own mother), suicidal thoughts, drug addiction, cancer of the cervix survivor, street survivor, and survivor of life (I really like that one).  That was her self-analysis, but from my perspective, and what Jesus was showing me, as she spoke, I recognized her as a little girl; scared, tormented, depression, and demonized.  I was able to continue our relationship and further gain her trust.  She likes me.  Before I arrived, I asked Jesus if He would give me a message for her.  He did and I delivered it.  After hearing the message, she – nonchalantly – told me that she was saved.  I challenged, as I always do, asking for her salvation story.  She couldn’t produce one as I understand the Bible to illustrate a conversion from death to life; but, I would have to get more into that with her in the future.  I do know that there was not much listening and much more talking – almost as if a defense mechanism had been thrown into gear to distract the conversation – when it came to the conversation of Salvation.  I have noticed a correlation in these types of people and the love of music, the aspiration to do music, write poems, creativity, or produce music with Satanic/demonic oppression lately.  Interesting.  In her case, she is not a musician and certainly has had no experience producing anything.  Anyway, who knows the heart but God, so I will dig deeper concerning her salvation the next time she gives me a chance.  Baby steps.  I am honored that she has given me the time of day and is willing to even speak with me.  I asked her if I could pray for her and she accepted.  Afterward, she cried and wants to be “better.” 

April 2019

I want to give my friend a name, so let’s call her Rahab.  Rahab was a prostitute who converted to God and helped the Israelites overthrow Jericho.  Rahab is a positive Biblical figure and it is my intention to help this Rahab to be a positive Christian figure for her people.  I contacted Kaiti from Hookers for Jesus out of Las Vegas Nevada about my friend; for suggestions, help, and guidance so I might not lose the ground I have gained with Rahab.  I cannot relate to what Rahab has gone through physically, mentally or spiritually and thought I might be able to get some help from others who know exactly what she is going through.  The bottom line is, she is going to need is a lot of love.  She has a love deficit because of her life and cannot understand the love of Jesus without some kind of outside influence, if she accepts any outside influence at all.  She is a mental, spiritual, and physical prisoner unfortunately.  That is why it is so important for me not to destroy what the Lord has allowed to happen.  Slow the course and show the love of Jesus.  Today, I used my family’s suburban and my trailer to deliver the two dog houses she left behind when she had to move quickly recently.  These dogs (4 pits and 1 new pug) are everything to her, so the houses are important.  She was excited to get the delivery today and I remembered a man I met at the gym who told me he had a smaller dog house.  So I suggested that I might have one for her pug too.  She was really happy to hear this, I called the guy, and he is going to give it to me for her.  I am happy to serve her and show her the love of Jesus, even though she doesn’t recognize it yet. 

April 2019

Today I received a “like brand new” dog house from a friend and delivered it to my prostitute friend, Rahab.  She was appreciative.  I learned more about her living situation and her life.  Slow goes the race, and I intend to show her more love in Christ as Jesus opens more ways for me to be in front of her.  Pray for her salvation, deliverance, and transformation. 

May 2019

Jesus has changed my heart so much in the past few years.  Back in my secular days it was survival of the fittest.  Now I want to just bless people, pray for them, and give them stuff.  This is the gospel of Jesus.  I noticed my prostitute friend was selling her personal items in front of where she lives.  This doesn’t make sense to me.  I pull over, and ask her “What’s up?”  Who knows if what she told me is true or not and I don’t care, but she needed money.  I acknowledged what she said, we exchanged pleasantries and I told her I would pray for her.  BING!!!  That is what most Christians say, but rarely meet any real needs.  I did pray…immediately, and Jesus told me to give her money.  I asked Him, “How much?”  He said “$200.00.”  I immediately went to the bank and withdrew $200.00 from The Truth account (which I tithe to every month – which is a miracle in its own right and a story for another day because God called me out of secular work all together).  I drove back over to Rahab.  We started talking, I put my hand in my pocket and when she realized I was going to give her money in Jesus name, she started crying and backing away from me saying, “I can’t take that.”  I told her Jesus told me to give it to her and that He loves her so very much.  No questions asked, no catch, a free gift like the gift of salvation.  We hugged, she cried, I prayed for her, her household, and all those in it (which is another story entirely).  We did all this as drug dealers were shooting craps across the street and no one even noticed.  Nobody cared.  A white man praying for a prostitute on a bad street.  Why aren’t we all (Real Christians) doing this? 

June 2019

Today I got chased away by Rahab’s “nephews,” the alleged pimps/drug dealers who hang out in front of where she lives all day looking for business and playing dice.  There are other characters on the scene now; a potential new white female prostitute and new younger black males. As soon as I pulled up the white girl split (to them, I’m the cops) and they began acting aggressively toward me.  We got into a verbal altercation; theirs from the position of “Get out of here,” “why are you always down here,” and denying to know Rahab when I asked for her.  Nothing physical, but I could see that it could have gone that way real quick.  The air has changed down here…again.  Satan has this place on lock-down.  Prayer must be working, because the demonic is all ruffled-up.  I’m feeling less and less welcome and it is getting harder and harder to speak with Rahab.  Her role down there has also changed in my opinion, but my saying anything here would only be hearsay – no proof of anything other than their actions and what I see.  Why would they be so openly hostile to me?  Why would others spit at me?  Why have others signaled me as the police if they weren’t trying to hide something?  First of all, I am not going to allow aggression to scare me off.  Fear through intimidation is one of Satan’s tactics for keeping Christians away from infiltrating his territory – BECAUSE WE HAVE THE SPIRITUAL AUTHORITY.  I will continue to pray over and around the area and pray for opportunities to speak to Rahab and open a door for her and others to come into freedom thru Jesus. 

July 2019

Drug dealer’s moms need cool air too. A week or so ago I was given two, in decent condition, window unit air conditioners. I went back down to my friend Rahab – the prostitute – and she was outside this time.  I pulled over and asked her to come over and talk to me because the “gatekeeper’s” and “guard dogs” were hanging outside on the corner – it was the weekend; the highest time for activity in the neighborhood.  I asked her if she had air conditioning already; to which, she replied “Yes.”  So I told her my situation and that I’m trying to give them to someone who really needs them. So she turns and speaks at the men on the corner explaining (overemphasizing I should say) that “He is a pastor, looking to help somebody with some air conditioners.  Like somebody who really needs them” because they were unsettled that an unknown white man was parked in front of where they operate.  She’s trying to protect me now…I think that’s so awesome. One of the younger men said “I have two babies and no ac” as he came over, held up both arms, flexed his muscles, and had the children’s names tattooed on each bicep. We went around the corner to where he lived, with his mother, who was on the porch, and Rahab followed – again, an unspoken assurance for my protection in the neighborhood. I walked up and spoke to mom, shook her hand and told her I wanted to give her household an air conditioner (I gave them one). When I left she offered an unsolicited “God bless you.” Mission accomplished. There was no sharing of the gospel, laying of hands, healing or anything like that but they know who I am, who I represent, and I gave them something out of love. I believe if this keeps happening I could become known in that area as a peacemaker which is what we are called to be.

August 2019

I truly believe Rahab is working toward a better life.  She has been trafficked and her handler (who she has referred to as her “husband” in one conversation and the one who tried to kill her with a knife to her throat in another) has been in jail for a while now.  Plus she is not in her twenties any longer.  I once believed she had taken the position of a “Madam” in her neighborhood, but I’m not so sure of that any longer.  In my opinion, her life has been so hard that her body and mind is much older than what she actually is and – unfortunately – she doesn’t have the skills to function in “normal life” as you and I would refer to it as.  She has serious financial issues and claims to know Jesus but cannot come up with a “salvation experience.”  Please help me and pray for her. I know Jesus loves her and has me working with her to save her life.  She’s important to Him!!!  Pray that the Lord would protect her, provide for her, and bring her into a relationship with Him.  I write that and feel horrible about myself, because my intensions are so much more selfish.  I want to gain access to those she knows and suffer the life she has.  I want to initiate a rescue mission for Jesus and pull these people out of heavy fire behind enemy lines, but I still haven’t earned the right to fish in the pool of her network.  If you find this to be of noble intent, perhaps you could pray for that as well.

August 2019

Today Rahab and I met at a restaurant within walking distance for her and I proposed my interview intentions; to which, she didn’t reply.  So, I knew there would be no interview today.  We talked about the same ole stuff.  There were new topics:  She intends to take up skateboarding, her relationship is not as solid as I believed it was in her neighborhood and she is definitely not saved.  First, we will not discuss her intentions to skate here.  Second, getting in with the neighborhood will not be as easy as if she had the pull I believed she did.  She still has pull, but there is a lot of turmoil and power struggle in that neighborhood.  Third, when I was formulating the interview sheet/questions, during prayer, the Holy Spirit told me “She doesn’t belong to Me,” so a small portion of my questioning had to do with salvation and that is the only portion of my questionnaire I managed to complete with her today.  In her words, life seems to almost destroy her.  Then, all the sudden God shows up and saves her from the destruction.  The forces activated in her have been charged by very negative experiences in her life.  She is heavily demonized.  Several years ago she had an experience with “god” in which everything became illuminated around her.  This she identifies as her salvation experience.  After this, she has felt “his” presence and witnessed quasi-Christian supernatural experiences.  These experiences neither testify to the person of Jesus Christ, nor can you find anything Biblical resembling them.  I also asked her, “Was this light bright white, or was it a yellowish light?”  Her answer was “yellowish.”  The light alluding to righteousness, clothing, Jesus (mount of transfiguration), God’s presence, holy angels, etc., is always an almost blinding bright white light.  In the occult, the light is always a yellowish hue, and the symbolism is obvious.  The light, illumination, knowledge, etc., referred to in that realm of thought is always a lessor light.  It’s not bright and clean, it is soft and dingy; polluted.  Even Satan disguises himself as an angel of light, but his light is a lessor one.  To her statement about God showing up saving her from destruction…God IS the author of the deliverance from her destruction, but all the credit is stolen by the one causing the destruction.  He will cause the turmoil, then steal the victory when she is rescued so as not to be blamed for the turmoil; therefore, securing his position and legal right to remain in her person.

August 2019

Rahab and I have swapped phone numbers and have a lunch date set up for next week.  I want to interview her.  I told her that I wanted to ask her some “serious questions” and talk about some things that aren’t real comfortable.  She responded by saying, “I tell my therapist everything and I have nothing to hide from you” with a “You’re a pastor and I trust you” type comment.  I don’t necessarily believe that entirely, but I will spend time with Jesus as I form the questions He intends me to ask her.  My goal is to establish more trust with her and learn more about how I might affect her life for Jesus, others in her position, and break through to the drug/prostitution/crime community in which she is embedded and has established such credibility.

September 2019

I haven’t seen Rahab in a while.  Today, I saw her walking as I was on my way home with my kids.  She has not been answering my text messages and I didn’t want to miss the opportunity, so my kids and I pulled over to say hello.  I mentioned texting and not being able to ask for her because nobody has been hanging out in front of where she lives (there are usually drug dealers and a prostitute or two there).  She said her phone was “fried” and that she had been working with the cops to get the others removed from in front of where she lives.  WHAT? That was a shocker to me!  This girl is a KNOWN prostitute in our neighborhood, has prior legal issues as a result, drug addiction problems, has been trafficked, and had just months ago lived with her pimp/handler who tried to kill her and went to jail.  WOW!!!  What happened?  A prostitute does not call the cops on drug dealers in her own neighborhood.  Something has happened and I believe she is trying to make a change in her life.  I reminded her that she still has my phone number and told her that I’m interested in meeting with her so we can begin to study together (in a public place of course.)  I can’t honestly tell you she looked excited about that (lol).  She seemed happier to be talking to my kids; but, at least I put it out there. 

October 2019

When I met with Rahab at the other end of my neighborhood today, I realize “I have known this woman for over a year now.”  I have known of her for much longer, but we met personally earlier this year.  Last month when I pulled up in my truck and spoke to Rahab she seemed more excited about speaking with my little girls than the idea of studying the Word of God with me.  I can’t totally blame her, my little girls are very entertaining and awesome to speak to at times.  Today we talked, I prayed for her and I do believe she is changing.  Not because of me or this ministry, but I can see a sobering shift in her…more when we talk than on the street (she is still very rough).  Because of my observation I have reported that I think she could have multiple personalities (DID) or separate parts “fragmentation” as a result of extensive trauma, which is understandable considering her past (trafficked, raped, physical, sexual, & mental abuses, drug abuse, escaping murder (x2), suicidal thoughts, cancer, street life, etc.).  Well, today she asked, “When do you want to get together?”  I asked, “For what?”  She said “To study the Bible.”  Wow.  Amen?  So, we are going to get together in a public place and talk about the Bible together.  Isn’t that cool?  Pray that Rahab will come to Christ and lose all these deceiving spirits that run with her and lie to her about who she is.  I am hoping that Jesus will use me to do this for her (salvation/deliverance)…so pray that too…His will be done of course.