Freeing the Captives from Bondage

I was looking into a room through a wide glass window, like something you might see at a police station for a lineup; a one-way mirror where I could see in, but they could not see out. Along the far wall were young women engaged in prostitution and other sexually immoral behavior. Their appearance looked disgusting to me. Then one of the women was standing beside me. She tried to entice me into her behavior, but I was repulsed in my spirit. I began to feel compassion towards her condition, held her by the wrist and spoke to her about the redeeming power of Jesus. She was listening and beginning to receive the words I was giving her.

Next, I found myself in a classroom with about twenty younger men. They were smart and intellectual, and without God in their lives. I began to reason with them using scripture and God’s wisdom. Some were starting to receive the words I was giving them.