Amazingly many people look at me weird when I tell them that our high school summer missions trip was to a corner in Pasedena called 'blood corner' and to a church on Ward Street in Compton, which happens to be one of the worst for gang violence.
To my surprise, people wonder why we went there. The best answer I have thought of so far is that to ask the questioner why they don't go there...
I haven't been convinced yet...
Stray thoughts on a tuesday morning...
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
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haha
Someone asked me how I managed to come out without getting shot.
I like to tell people I have friends in Compton... and then see their facial expressions.
It makes for a nice intro to the whole story.
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