Author: Adventures

Bangla walking street, a 0.2 mile long stretch of road filled with over a hundred bars. By day it’s just bars and some shopping, but at night is another story. At night it’s bright lights, loud music, sex show signs being shoved in your face, women in bars all wearing the same uniform, men everywhere, women in boxes, and a lot of lonely people. It’s a mirage. It’s alluring. And it’s fake. But I get it. I get why people come. It’s fun, anything goes, if you’re lonely women are all over you, and you’re pretty much accepted for anything. But do...

Over the course of this trip, I have come to realize my most important asset. This asset is not my intelligence, my wardrobe, or my wealth. This asset is my name. When my name is mentioned, what goes through people’s minds? When people hear the name Lauren Fox, what do they think? People I went to high school might think one thing, and my friends or family might think another. Some of them may laugh because of the foolish things I’ve done, and may refuse to take me seriously because of my past. Labels of “flirt” or “lazy” may pop into mind, all because of...

Over the course of this trip, I have come to realize my most important asset. This asset is not my intelligence, my wardrobe, or my wealth. This asset is my name. When my name is mentioned, what goes through people’s minds? When people hear the name Lauren Fox, what do they think? People I went to high school might think one thing, and my friends or family might think another. Some of them may laugh because of the foolish things I’ve done, and may refuse to take me seriously because of my past. Labels of “flirt” or “lazy” may pop into mind, all because of...

 “Father, break my heart for what breaks yours.”       This is a prayer I have prayed many times over, but had never tangibly felt the Lord bring to fruition until our first night on Bangla Road in Phuket, Thailand.      I had heard statements such as; “This is a spiritually dark place”, “You will experience/see some very hard things”, “The enemy has many footholds here”, etc., but no words can truly describe the darkness that is Bangla Road, the Red Light District here in Thailand. It is a darkness that...