prostitutes, customers and KFC

Jesus didn't distinguish between people, he loved them all unconditionally. That's what happens at The Well. Last night, Cori and I (you walk and talk in boy/girl pairs) invited a girl we'd been connecting with every night to The Well for dinner and a going away party. She said she'd come. This is how shallow my faith is often times, because I didn't think she'd actually come.

Well she did. Not only that, some other team members had invited a girl out and called her on the way to The Well. She answered her phone and said she was actually with a "customer" at the moment, didn't know how long she would be but may come along.

Not only was it a bit uncomfortable to hear that she was in that situation at that exact moment, but moments later she called and asked if she could bring her "customer" along with her! Crazy! There was a little hesitation from the team member at first, but I threw it out there right away, "bring him along!" So you've got a few prostitutes, a customer, and a bunch of girls from The Well hanging out, eating KFC, and singing songs about Jesus.

This is real, raw stuff. This is straight out of John 4.

God is on the move.