But the greatest part of my story, it is to be continued.
My faith has found a resting place, not in a Starbucks cup.
I don't understand why God allows me to run into various types of people lately. Yesterday, when I was pumping gas in Chicago, an individual approached me for a quarter, I tried to act like I didn't hear him and then he walked up towards me. I ended up giving him a quarter from my… Continue reading Impromptu Ministry