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Dust

While passing our tracts on Saturday Rebeca, one of my juniors, saw two teens and went to give them one. She came back running and said, “Man, pastor! They were making dust!” I replied, “Dust? What do you mean?” She burst into hysterical laughter while the other girl with me said, “They were getting ready to snort cocain!” Man, I am 58. Rebeca is 10. She is more streetwise than me. Not that that is necessarily a good thing.

Just a few minutes later we were able to spend about an hour sharing the Gospel with a lady named Rose. She in turn sent her two nephews to our Bible Club and they had a blast. So, besides the dust the day was a good one. Even thought my team is in last place in our club’s competition.

Yesterday I looked out my office window to see a police helicopter hovering just three streets away. Not five minutes later I heard the screeching of tires and sirens. I discovered today that a police was murdered in an afternoon gunfight. Wow.

This news came a day after one of our teens was taken to an orphanage and we became aware that two of my Juniors, Frank and Marina are living with a drug-addict mom who is selling their clothes to support her habit! Do you think that we are in the right place at the right time? I do. It is a weird place but it is the right place!

On the bright side, just today I was able to spend the morning with 12 national pastors discussing coming events which will allow for good healthy fellowship. Man that was refreshing!

Our church turns 3 on the 22 of March and we’ll have cake at our house after prayer-meeting. If you happen to be in the neighborhood, be careful and stop by for a piece! It will be good to see you and to introduce you to some of our friends.

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