Reading about all the bad things that is happening to the Black male In America these days troubled me. Especially when I got this Phone call. A young Black man started the conversation by asking for my help. His voice sound confused and worried. It reminds of myself when I was young and in trouble. Asking a stranger for help is never easy. That’s when I knew he had heart. I could hear him crying out for help. The conversation continued he told me He was a parole just coming out prison. Did not have any Housing or Food. I told him that I was Christian. First I prayed for him. Then I gave him some phone numbers, to Churches and Organizations that could help with his reentry process (back into his community).
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