Darkness is descending. I was once told that “nothing good happens after dark.”

Growing up, that was a true statement for me. Growing up in the Chicago area with gangs, one did not venture too far, especially at night.
But, as a teenager, I didn’t think much about heading out. Until … one night, I was held up at gunpoint.
More to follow on that story. But God spared my life.
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