February 28, 2013

The Bright (red) Lights

Yesterday, while still unpacking from our time in the States, and starting to pack for our move to Mukachevo, I was thinking about an event that occurred about 5 years ago. Here is the scenario: on my way back to Ukraine from the States, I had to stay the night in Amsterdam. I spent 400euros in the red light district: among other things, I bought coffee and food for the drunk and homeless, and helped those that spent all their cash and/or were too stoned to walk/get taxis to their hotels.

There was one particular man that I helped who in the course of a few hours entered the door/window of 5 prostitutes, and later after spending all his cash could not get back to his hotel... in talking with him over coffee he confessed he believed in God but this was just something he chose to do. When he asked me why I helped, I simply said that I find it more productive for God than visiting whores. When he asked me why I didn't condemn him and call him a sinner I told him that he already knew he was a sinner, and would my rebuke have helped. He said no, and tomorrow he would be back for more. I bought him a taxi, and bid him God bless. Was I wrong? Some would say that as one professing faith he needed a rebuke; I feel he needed a cup of coffee, a taxi, and a living example of the love of Christ. What do you think? Should I have even been there? Should I have done differently? Will my actions have any lasting affect? And is that even the point?