Here's How You Helped in 2019

We don’t try to make headlines about fighting sex trafficking, but in reality, we do so on a daily basis. In 2019, we saw Thai leaders growing and reaching others more than ever. Women who used to be bargirls, drug dealers, and pimps are now reaching others, counseling them, and sharing their stories with more and more people — thanks to God, and thanks to you.

If you supported us with your prayers, encouragement, or financial gifts, here are a few things you helped to make possible with Servantworks Thailand in 2019.

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Little Ones

I’m kind of freaking out about a 12-year-old who is actively selling herself, with the help of a 17-year-old. Not only is this girl young, but she looks it to the extreme–baby face, tiny, not yet fully grown.

This girl is not being coerced. She wants love and money. “I hope that if I have sex with someone he will love me,” she told Mook. Recently she needed $10 to buy fake braces for her teeth–a fashion thing here. Her older friend sold her for $33 and gave her $10.

In cases like this my mind is a jumble. The men who think that the fact alone that someone is willing to sell gives them the right to buy. I’ve heard guys like that talk: some tell themselves they are doing her a favor.

Then there are the young men here do group rape for fun. Sorry to have to mention that.

I think about my experience with teens over the years. Once this behavior pattern hits, it has to run its course. Having experienced the hormone-cocktail high that comes with their behavior, however brief in each instance, teen brains direct every resource toward finding it again. Try to help them to safety and they run. Look closely at this little girl’s cute baby face and you see it is starting to harden.

I think about the older girl. She has her own terrible story of abandonment, then abuse. Street-tough survival can be an effective way to cope.

I think of my own helplessness. There isn’t much that a man can do for someone like her besides pray and look for others to help her. Thankfully God is answering that prayer.

And of course I think about Jesus. I wonder how he felt when he first experienced meanness as a boy. He would have seen girls mistreated, and it must have made him angry and sad.

Day 3: Meth Epidemic

We accepted a new applicant today. “Pear”, 26, has a bachelor’s degree in food service management, but struggles with severe depression. Like other women we have had at The Well, she grew up with an unhealthy mother.

Pear has a 1-year-old son who has asthma, which she believes came from second-hand smoke: the family of three shares a single room with 5 others, including a smoking grandmother. Pear’s 35 year-old husband is addicted to meth-based drugs. She said he started while in his teens.

A common entry-level drug here for many years was yaba, literally “crazy drug”, a caffeine-methamphetamine mix. A dozen years ago a dose sold for about $8, but it has since fallen to about $3. Now more people are choosing the stronger crystal meth, or “ice”. Drugs are now as common among the lower class as water or oxygen. Just about the only people under 40 not using or selling, it seems, are in prison. It’s something we have to watch for constantly with folks we work with, and when we notice someone with money problems and frequent irritability we get suspicious. Thankfully we are near a government clinic that offers free testing.

It comes up regularly. Today “Pom”, Dtang’s mother made a surprise visit (see yesterday’s post). Pom said she is now legally married to a Christian man from her home town and living in a Bangkok suburb, but prior to that she had been virtually slaving away to support her four children, working wherever she could seven days a week. To keep herself going she had used meth, paying for her own drugs by doing deliveries for her dealer. Finally with the help of this new husband Pom left it all behind, literally. She said she has been clean only four months. She asked me to help her find a nearby church.

Last week in worship at The Well, I asked people to share thanks to God. “I’m thankful that I just turned down an invitation to sell drugs,” one shared. She had spent two years in prison not long ago.

Two men recently returned to our small “Faithful Men” program after a few months of drug relapse. We’re used to these cycles, but knowing that recovery often requires many attempts, always encourage all no matter whether they’re heading up or down. This morning I showed our Recovery group “The truth will set you free” from John 8, and taught them the corollary, “Our secrets make us sick.” Indeed we do see victory. One member of of the Recovery program celebrated a drug-free year a month ago. A new member, freshly detoxed and fully in love with Jesus, is learning the wonderful freedom of forgiveness through the cross. We know there is a strong chance at some point that she will relapse at least once, but that’s ok. She’s clean today, and heading the right direction.

Day 2: Teens with Trauma

We’re not really sure what all happened with “Dtang”, 18. She is the oldest of four, but with a different father from her younger three siblings. Her mom was at The Well a couple of times over a few years, and did fairly well, always hard-working and teachable. For a while Dtang’s stepfather lived with the family, and although alcoholic and edgy–often sporting a Che Guevara t-shirt, sometimes showed willingness to change. At one point Dtang made an accusation against him, but she later changed her story.

All we knew was that as a young teen Dtang was wild and disobedient, and exasperated her mother, who would sometimes hit her, even in the presence of other adults.

We tried sending Dtang to the Breakthrough ministry that Cori and Jub were doing in the Northeast, but she failed to thrive there as well, getting into fights and sneaking off at night. Finally her mom split from her stepdad, and returned with all four children to their home town. At 15, Dtang “married” another teen boy, and they have been mostly together since, living in her home town.

The biggest problem with childhood trauma is its compounding effect. Trauma makes a child feel unsafe, and without ability to understand or explain herself, she switches priority from attachment to survival. Her behavior then fustrates caregivers, creating additional trauma. The brain’s fear center overdevelops and interferes with rational learning, so school performance is poor. She also then has little if any ability to articulate past harmful events, so getting clear history, especially during the pubescent years when Dtang was with us, can be difficult. Elevated adrenaline and cortisol attack the immune system, causing health problems, and in many cases, eventual autoimmune disease.  Dtang has lupus. The body’s attempts to compensate the overbalance of stress hormones by drug and sexual addiction. It’s not good.

I keep in touch with Dtang on a regular basis, just to keep letting her know I consider her precious.  Sometimes she asks for money, which I limit to putting a couple dollars on her prepaid phone. A couple years ago we made an emergency trip to pray for her when her autoimmune disease was acute, and she has been doing better since, although still very much affected. At 18 Dtang is still extremely underdeveloped emotionally and at high risk for additional trauma. Currently she is with her husband on a construction crew in Pattaya., a place where a lot of bad things happen.

No happy ending yet for this one. While we would love to have interventions that can help turn these precious prodigals around, there seems to be no real cure at that age. We just pray, send our love when we can, and wait.

Men’s Program Coordinator

Help develop an outreach and discipleship program for young Thai men with a similar purpose and vision as The Well, our women’s ministry: train leaders, reach families and change society.  The men’s program would emphasize outreach to young men from poor, working-class backgrounds, particularly from northeast Thailand, and would include strong educational and job-training components.  This job requires a long-term commitment.