Let's get this party started!

I'm sitting here trying to gather my thoughts (no comments from the peanut gallery!) about how I feel about the people trapped in a lifestyle that I can only imagine. It's not just, "I got kicked out of my house and I need to support my drug habit." There are people like that, I'm sure. The ones I'm talking about are sold into prostitution by their parents so the rest of the family can have food to eat. I'm talking about the ones that are so small that they can't even verbalize what is happening to them. I'm talking about the ones that were promised great paying jobs in the city, then imprisoned and forced to work as a prostitute to pay off their "debts" to the ones that kidnapped them. I'm talking about the ones whose husbands died and now have no way to feed their children. You get the idea.
It makes my heart sick when I think of these people. They have no hope. I don't have loads of money, but what I do have I can give to them. I have hope in the One that never leaves or forsakes, never disappoints, fills our deepest needs. I can give them Jesus.
While in Pattaya, my group will be working with missionaries based there to give support to the people once they get out of the sex trade lifestyle. They teach these people new skills to earn a living and make decent money by becoming hair stylists, nail techs, and making handmade greeting cards. They help them in their new walk with God by giving Bible studies. They offer childcare while the moms are working.
How can we sit by and look the other way when we know that people--some children--are being abused so? Will you help me in this adventure that God has called me? Will you pray for me and those that we'll be talking to? Will you give $5 to help cover the cost of my trip? Thank you.