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I just found a paper in a random box hidden in my room with my AP papers in it, and this is what it had written on it:
"As I wake up in the middle of the night, I remember the LA Trip, and I can’t help but cry. I remember I made a promise to God, and myself that one day I would return to Watts and minister to the children and bring hope. There is a reason why I keep waking up, it’s God telling me to go back to Watts, to go and bring more hope. Regardless of what people think I didn’t just get high on God, but I got a servant’s heart. I also got to minister to God’s children, and see what a rough neighborhood looks like. But I still don’t know what it’s like to live outside the gates of World Impact Center and that’s where the hope is needed and where I believe God is calling me. I will never forget the lady I met on the skid row, she will always be in my prayers and I will never forget the pain she shared with us and how deeply it hurt.
Forever calling me, the streets of Watts."
I guess God has been trying to tell me something for a LONG while now.
"As I wake up in the middle of the night, I remember the LA Trip, and I can’t help but cry. I remember I made a promise to God, and myself that one day I would return to Watts and minister to the children and bring hope. There is a reason why I keep waking up, it’s God telling me to go back to Watts, to go and bring more hope. Regardless of what people think I didn’t just get high on God, but I got a servant’s heart. I also got to minister to God’s children, and see what a rough neighborhood looks like. But I still don’t know what it’s like to live outside the gates of World Impact Center and that’s where the hope is needed and where I believe God is calling me. I will never forget the lady I met on the skid row, she will always be in my prayers and I will never forget the pain she shared with us and how deeply it hurt.
Forever calling me, the streets of Watts."
I guess God has been trying to tell me something for a LONG while now.