Last night, after getting home from a great service at Desperation Church, I was walking down to El Torito for our ritual of Saturday Night Tacos. I was met by one teenager who has dropped off a piece of cake at my front door. I was wondering how it got there. She brought the cake as a thank you for being there at La Paz House every day. Then another kid and his grandma came up to tell me their encounter with a neighbor who tends to be a bully. The bully gave this kid a bloody nose by kicking a soccer ball at him. I got to El Torito and order my tacos and chat with the cooks. I get home and the kids at the birthday party are yelling "Hey Lee" from the rented Bouncy House.
Slowly, I beleive we are making a difference in this neighborhood!
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