I met Glenn through the ICF email noticeboard.
ICF = International Christian Fellowship.
As well as heading up the Asia branch of anti-sex-trafficking NGO Love 146 Glenn dedicated his Friday evenings to reaching out to expat men in Cambodia’s red light district with the message of love, grace and hope that comes with the gospel of Jesus.
Glenn became a close friend over the next five years.
A shoulder to lean on.
A shoulder to cry on.
A father figure.
I admired him greatly.
So full of compassion for the girls and boys he was in Cambodia to serve.
A father of three girls, I looked up to him, respected him.
Although the Friday night ministry wasn’t for me – I saw myself more of an under cover blending in to the community type missionary…plus I was here to help the Khmer girls, not the expat men.
This was where Glenn’s compassion dwarfed mine. His love, like God’s, even extended to the men who were in Cambodia to exploit the women – the ‘sexpats’
So although this men’s ministry wasnt for me, Glenn and I continued to meet to have breakfast and pray together at the Russian Market.
I started to volunteer for Glenn as co-ordinator on a book he was working on called Stopping the Traffic – A Christian Response to Sex Trafficking.
The book was a collection of essays by experts working in the field – either researchers or those working in grass roots.
My job was to liaise between Glenn, the various editors and the authors of the essays.
Through this I learned about many of the actors in the anti sex trafficking sector.
Maybe one day I would be asked to write an essay.
Maybe one day I would have something of value to say about Cambodia and the world of ‘sex trafficking.’