Think Again

For this week, I am actually living in the city. 

Like the city, city.

It's put me close to some great friends, but because of the location, it has me in much close location to much more unsavory people.

These are the people who frequent the "karaoke" bars. The "massage" parlors. 

These are people I want to turn my nose up to. These are the people I look down on.

Then I stop myself, and think from a different angle.

These are the people who desperately need Jesus. 

How many of the people who have come to this city for all the wrong reasons will get a chance to drink living water?

I don't know what my role will be. But right now, I'm going to pray for this city with everything I've got.

Please pray for the lost in Thailand. Westerner and National alike