wreaking havoc....

Athens had a bad day yesterday. As you probably saw on your TV, somehow this favorite Greek pastime....

turned to sheer madness! My roommate and I had been warned by the US Embassy to stay inside and away from the typical protest spots. We didn't know that would be up the block from our house!! We knew it had to be close when we could hear the crowds yelling and the tear gas "bombs" going off right down the street. We had to close our doors when we started coughing and had itchy eyes. Luckily my Dad delivered these handy masks all the way from Idaho just in case... here we are enjoying Greece from the balcony...

and here from inside ....trying to avoid the smoke from the bank & fire truck that were on fire just a couple blocks away....

This media van was totally destroyed....

Before...

After... poor dumpster...

All this expensive destruction because the EU bailout requires reductions in salaries. As wages are low here in comparison with other EU countries, the people are protesting these cuts. But I do feel bad for all "the little guys"...all the shop owners who now have to replace all their windows...

The chaos seems to have settled down today. I still hear some sirens but things have scaled down a bit. We have our late night Outreach tonight at midnight. I'd appreciate your prayers tonight for our safety. And that we could have some good conversations. Lately there have been so many police out that it's been hard to engage. It's nearly comical trying to have a meaningful conversation when they are running away with their shoes flying off! Also, I've been feeling convicted lately about not doing enough with the Nigerian girls. We're out there 2x a wk...they know us...they like our tea. One girl even called the office asking for a Bible this week. But why doesn't more happen??? Is it a cultural thing that we aren't picking up on?? Should we be reaching out to them in a different way? If I call them more during the day each wk, will they respond?? Please pray that the Lord will lend me/us wisdom and that He'll do some miracles in our surfacey relationships! I'm constantly reminded that my ideas and skills are contained in a mere, leaky "earthen vessel" and that any power is of God and not from me (2 Cor 4).

It was so great to have my family here in Athens with me for Easter week! It makes it feel more like home when your people are able to see where you live and work. Along with much fun in the sun, we also toured the brothel area I frequent. They got to see the rows of white lights and we spied on a 60-ish, businessman-looking, customer leaving....that was exciting for the Horsches.

A helpful team from North Carolina was able to sponsor these stickers in 3 different languages. We will be putting them up around the city. The hope is that girls will recognize our red squares logo from other things we've given them and be able to find our number if they need it. Please pray that God will sovereignly use these stickers to help girls and protect Nea Zoi's info from dangerous, wrong eyes!

A couple of us set up a Sunday afternoon walk with Nicki from Nigeria. It's more than typical to be stood up for these daytime meetings. So we staked out the street near her church hoping to minimize the excuses for her not to meet us!! About an hour later, following some women in traditional dress and head-gear, Nicki came down the street to meet us! She said she doesn't get to explore Athens at all because she just sleeps all day and then works all night.

As we walked around the old city and showed her Mars Hill (above) where Paul preached in Acts 17, Nicki opened up about how she ended up in Athens. Her parents have passed away and her trafficker has possession of the papers for the land her father owned. She is working in this job to earn back her family's land to provide for her 6 brothers and sisters. She's afraid to go to the police because she's afraid she'll be blamed for her predicament due to some of the choices she's made.

Please pray for freedom for Nicki! Pray that she can know God's complete grace! And please pray that we can continue relationship with her each week....

kalo pascha...

"I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's Love.... Indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus." Ro 8

For Easter this week we delivered a special Greek sweet bread called "Tsoureki" to the girls working in brothels. And in response to many requests by the Nigerian girls, we collected, wrapped and delivered 80 Bibles and bookmarks to the girls working on the streets.

It was 1:00 AM. The street was empty except for 90-ish Nigerian girls and a few drunk men. We showed up to pass out our Easter gifts. As soon as we handed out the first two Bibles the word spread all the way down the street and we were mobbed! SWARMED! They came running, sprinting and yelling, "Give me Bible!" 75% of our gifts went on the first corner and it took just half a block to empty our last bag.... all 80 Bibles were snatched out of our arms as fast as we could give them. Many girls took 2 and 3 Bibles (much to our chagrin) to take to their sisters and friends.

Then the part that only God could design....the girls started singing! Praise songs. All the same songs I know. Probably 30 girls danced in the middle of the street and bust out with "Let Everything that has Breath Praise the Lord" ...a familiar song but sung with harmony that only people from Africa can do. I asked one girl standing on the fringes why they were singing and she said, "They are giving thanks to God for the Bibles."

With our gift stock exhausted but still more of the street to cover, we walked further down the block. We met a few more who had heard the commotion down the street and were disappointed to learn we were out of Bibles. But excited that we might bring some more another time, they started singing and dancing! Then they asked us to sing them some Easter songs. (hmmm, hmm clear throat) A couple of us did our rendition of "Up from the Grave" ....this group knew the words and started singing too.

There we were... in the middle of a smelly, dirty, sketchy street. Way past my bedtime. I have this job, she has that job. I sing like this, she sings like that. My skin is this color, her skin is that color. Together singing praise to God.

I'm humbled by the opportunity to be there that night....

We understand that the Bibles are often a cultural "good luck talisman" for the girls. They put them under their pillows at night to ward off spirits. Please pray that they'll crack them open...and that the Word would jump off the pages and saturate their hearts and transform their lives.

age-old questions...

I spent the day at a beach north of the city with my friends from Greek class.

Since they're nice people, I helped them build this British sandcastle.

I didn't have my stars and stripes with me or I would have staged an invasion, take-over and flag replacement! I'm not afraid of this Englishman...

In ministry news, our conversations during outreach this wk were ....sparse. The few girls we saw were sprinting by us at top speeds to outrun the loads of police that were around. We poured a few futile cups of tea only to have them thrown to the ground when they saw the flashing lights.

This raises an age-old question for me. How do you "solve" the problem of prostitution? Athens has decided of late to crack down on it in the city center. So they have more police paroles. Seems positive, right? From a 'clean-up-the-city' standpoint it IS positive. But the girls are expected by their pimp/trafficker/owner/madam to bring home a certain quota and there are really scary repercussions for them if they don't. So police raids just scatter the girls to other streets where they'll continue to do business. Hmmmm, back to square 1 for the city police.

From my simpleton soapbox, I say start with young boys & girls long before they reach the streets....at home, in church and in schools!! In my perfect world, the demand would dwindle as young boys learn to honor God with their bodies and see women as equals worthy of respect. And every little girl would find her value as a daughter of the King! "You wove me in my mother's womb, I will give thanks to you for I am fearfully and wonderfully made... How precious also are your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand." Ps 139

This side of heaven, thank you for your prayers for these girls who live in a fearful reality and the men that propagate it.

cyprus sojourn...

I just returned from a Cyprus excursion. I have to exit every 3 mos to keep the EU happy and Kelsey was doing a conference on trafficking so I decided to join her. We were encouraged by the 50-ish people that came each day to hear about human trafficking in general and about the happenings on Cyprus specifically. Although Cyprus is a very small country, it is a major destination for trafficking because of its location. The girls seem to be sourced from Eastern Europe, Latin America and the Philippines. Sophisticated maf. crime rings bring them in on artiste visas or bar-maid work permits.

Most of the 50 that came to our conference didn't know much about the problem on their island and were shocked to learn the gritty details. They just had no idea it was going on in their quiet backyard. But there is a grass-roots group of 4 ladies that hit the streets each Wednesday hoping to build meaningful relationships with girls. Please pray for them! And please pray for the others that networked and dreamed up new ideas during the wkend. Pray they'd get involved as the Lord leads.


Meanwhile, back in Athens the protests and strikes continue! This is what I walked through today...


Strike, Strike, Strike! The Greeks love to strike! They often close the airport and all public forms of transportation to STRIKE! Can't imagine these strikes are super helpful to the suffering economy....but they didn't ask my opinion....

I'm leaving in a few hours for our late night Thurs outreach. Thank you for your prayers for safety and for good conversations!! With the nicer weather we seem to be encountering more curious 'customers' and with the bad economy the girls are willing to do more dangerous things for $$. We'll be out from 11p.m. - 2a.m. (that's 1:00pm in Seattle, 2:00pm in Idaho! )

hole in the wall...

The weather is beautiful today! I just returned from a sunny, warm stroll through Plaka - the old part of the city center. I Wish you could have been with me!

During the Monday outreach, I ran into the sad Nigerian girl I told you about. She said she "dealt with her problem" and is no longer pregnant. I wasn't surprised... I'm sure she couldn't find answers to some very real questions, such as, "How could she make money while she was pregnant? Where could she live? What would her pimp/trafficker say/do? Who would help her find a doctor ...or an adoption agency....or, crazier still, a way to keep the baby". I wasn't surprised at her decision, but sad nonetheless.

We also found a new brothel. Actually we've recently found a lot of new brothels springing up. Athens doesn't seem to be overly concerned with safety or health codes. This new addition - completely illegal according to the "official" books - is on the 2nd floor of a building. The former window was knocked out and a door loosely hinged to the wall. A rickety staircase is propped up on the wall for customers to use (it literally rocks when you step on it!) Where is the Dep't of Public Safety!? or the Health Dep't? ....maybe the Better Business Bureau...?? Somebody should care that this is happening in their lovely city. Prostitution is just such a way of life here. I've heard even as many as 1 in 3 Greek men have visited a den of 'ill repute'...not to mention immigrants and tourists. I guess it's just easier to look the other way when a new one joins the ranks.

clean monday

As the US celebrated President's Day last wk, "we" Greeks celebrated Clean Monday. It's the day the Orthodox people spend symbolically "cleaning" out their fridge (and simultaneously their hearts and attitudes) to purge all the meat in preparation for Lent. I celebrated by taking the bus 2 hours away to a coastal town called Nafplio. After the Turkish occupation, it was the original capital of Greece before they moved it to Athens. A lucky move for Nafplio... enabling it to retain it's quiet charm and quaintness.

My friend and I sat in cafes and watched people dressed up in crazy costumes for the final hours of the 3-wk carnival that ends when Lent begins.


In exciting Nea Zoi news... my teammate, Kelsey, spent the long wkend at a shelter for trafficked girls. There are currently 12, TWELVE, 12 girls staying there! It seems like we don't usually get to see tangible changes for that many at the same time! Some of them had been rescued by a police raid last week. Kelsey enjoyed living among the girls and being able to have some meaningful conversations about magic, fortune tellers and faith in God. One girl was pregnant and had been to the clinic 3 times for an abortion but just couldn't go through with it. During the wkend, she decided to keep the baby. Please pray for the shelter....for the staff they need and for the girls that come through. Pray that they encounter the Lord's love for them in a real and life-changing way during their short stay!

Story #2. Another Nea Zoi player, Jim, just happened to be driving through Athens on a Saturday evening a couple of weeks ago. He pulled over when he saw a hysterical, screaming and naked Nigerian girl. In his street-work-trained mind he knew that meant she'd just had a bad experience with a customer. So without missing a beat, he threw open his car door and offered for her to jump in. She gladly did... he offered her his coat and his phone (in that order!) and got her safely home.

We are always praying for a way to take it to the next level with the Nigerian girls we meet on the streets. They know us, love to see us coming with tea, they like chatting with us. But they rarely call....rarely take steps to make changes. Please pray that God could use Jim's kindness to further build the bridge of trust. That the word would spread in their community that we don't want anything from them...but we can be trusted to help.