The bright stars lit up the night late one evening when the Lord asked me to take a drive a few short kilometres from my home. Car upon car circled around a neglected motel, honking at the dolled-up women who paraded themselves along the street. As my eyes took in the scene, God began to pierce my heart with His agony for this situation. As the pain ripped through me and poured from my eyes it was clear that I had to do something. ….. (Read more on YWAM Perth’s Westcoast News, click here).
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