When she prays, it brings tears to my eyes. Not tears of sadness or
hurt, but tears of gratefulness. Tears because I am so moved by her heart, not
to ask for herself, but to cry out on behalf of others.
She prays for women to get out of prostitution with so much faith. She
knows the God who can do just that. Set free. Because once she encountered that
freedom.
I think this is a glimpse of what a journey of restoration looks like. Desiring
that others find that same life.