The other day, my friend from our church and her non-profit organization went out to hang out with prostitutes and pimps.
They cooked out for them and threw a party.
I know because our church bought the burgers and people went out.
They prayed, listened and shared stories.
They watched and saw deep into the eyes of the broken, the shamed and the hopeless.
They provided hope, a glimpse of courage and a bit of understanding.
The gave away Bibles to those who asked for one.
They were a voice.
They built relationships.
They risked their safety.
They hung out with prostitutes and pimps in the 105 degree heat of the day.
While many of us were sitting around sipping $5 lattes and arguing over what the church is really supposed to be doing.
So what do you think about that?