i hear the Father whispering. | a plea for prayer for the bar girls of Chiang Mai.
Right now, even as I write these words, there is a tiny, beautiful woman named Dari* working in a bar in Chiang Mai, Thailand. We walked into the fam...
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Right now, even as I write these words, there is a tiny, beautiful woman named Dari* working in a bar in Chiang Mai, Thailand. We walked into the fam...
Dear world, Katy here, coming in from Chiang Mai, Thailand, a city full of both parts spiritual darkness, and inviting life. For the first time on th...
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