Harrison and I went out for a gallon of milk tonight. Standing at the entry to Walgreens was an armed guard. While inside Harrison and I were hijacked by the joy of the Lord. We laid in the refrigerator aisle
laughing. When we went back to the car, Harrison asked about the armed guard. I simply laughed and said “welcome to Rochester” I went on to explain to him that my hometown did not have the best reputation. At one point Rochester was the Heroin capital of the county, Harrison was overjoyed by this news. “You’re telling me you live in Samaria?” He began to unpack how Rochester was the perfect city for an outpouring of God’s power. We had no idea why God was showing us this, but it was about to get a lot crazier.
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