A Leap of Faith: My Journey to the Unseen

I’ve always been a risk-taker, so coming to South Africa without knowing a soul wasn’t a huge leap for me. My first trip to Durban in June 2024 was more of a reconnaissance mission. I needed to get a feel for the spiritual climate of the city. I needed to understand the people — their struggles, their stories, their needs.

It wasn’t long before I started noticing the women who lingered on street corners and in alleyways. One afternoon remains forever etched in my memory: a young woman running down the street, screaming, completely naked. No one batted an eye. The people I was with laughed. But I couldn’t laugh. I was overwhelmed by a deep, aching sadness.

That was my first true encounter with the unseen.

Me sitting on the sidewalk with no place to go

Fast forward a few months — after several unexpected delays, I finally returned to Durban. This time, I found myself planted right in the midst of those very women. They would become the heart of my missionary work.

The first month unfolded without major problems. But the second month… that was a different story. The funding I had depended on dried up. I began living day to day, unsure where I would sleep each night.

One Sunday in late February, I woke up with a heavy sense of dread. No money had come in. Deep down, I knew I would be spending the night on the streets — just like the women I had come to serve. That morning, I went to church feeling shaken. I exhausted every option I could think of. Eventually, I had no choice but to accept my situation. I sat down on the sidewalk in front of the guesthouse where I had stayed just days earlier. People who had shared breakfast with me walked past, looking right through me.

No questions. No concern.

I took a selfie in that moment, determined never to forget what it feels like to be invisible.

Thankfully, my time on the streets lasted only 3.5 hours. A friend paid for my room that night, and her church covered the next day. By the third day, God supernaturally connected me with Red Light, a ministry of the Domino Foundation dedicated to restoring women caught in cycles of sexual exploitation and drug addiction — the very women I had come to serve. That same day, I moved into the Safe House and stepped into the role of Spiritual Coordinator Volunteer. I’ve now been here for two months and have witnessed incredible growth — not just in the women, but in myself. I am a living witness that our pain points are purposeful. They are designed to shape us, to grow us into the image of Christ.

Join Me in This Mission

The work is sacred, but the need is great. I’m inviting you to partner with me — whether through prayer, financial support, or simply sharing this story. Together, we can bring hope to the unseen, dignity to the forgotten, and light to the darkest corners of Durban.

Every gift, every prayer, every act of generosity helps sustain this mission and reach more women with love, truth, and healing.

If you feel led to partner with me, please reach out or give here. Your support isn’t just appreciated — it’s transformative. Let’s be the hands and feet of Jesus. Let’s walk with the unseen.