Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Friday Night Stories: Hitting the Streets

In September we started meeting at 11pm on Friday Nights (we have now changed it to 10pm). We meet up, make goodie bags and then hit the streets looking for any and everyone we can find.

We have women and men's goodie bags.  We put in mini travel size shampoo, conditioner, body wash, toothpaste, make-up, candy, and snacks.

Then we walk up and down the worst streets in Stockton looking for anyone that is out that time of night.

Last Friday was amazing.  Three women allowed us to pray for them.  The first one being Ms. T.  She was a prostitute
on the look out for business when I asked if she wanted a goodie bag. She said yes then asked if she could get another one for a friend.  I said that would be fine as I brought her a second one I asked if she wanted prayer.  She asked if I would pray for her to get off the streets. It was dangerous and she didn't to be doing it any more. She also asked prayer to get off of drugs and to get her kids back.  She allowed me to pray for a few short minutes then she was off finding more business.  It was heart breaking but at the same time you know you left hope with a little bit of hope.

Another lady was sitting on her porch and was so elated that we gave her a gift that she told a random stranger about what we were doing.  The stranger (lady) ran after us. Then she turned around and asked us to prayer for her and her children to be closer to God.

The last lady I knew from the Grocery Give Away.  I thought I recognized her but it was so dark that I didn't want to call her name and for it not to be her.  She yelled out my name.  We met and hugged.  Then she proceeded to tell me she was running away from a man that wanted to harm her.  We got her a goodie bag. Then I felt led to ask if she wanted me to pray for her protection.  She allowed me to. I started to pray for protection then God started to show me how he could Hide her and cover her. So I started praying that God would do that and if the man drove by he would be blinded by God and not able to see her.  When I got done the first thing she said was "I felt that"  I told her that was God that she felt.

It was an electric night and makes us that much more excited for the night Friday we hit the streets in search for people!

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