A group of people goes to San Francisco each Friday night to bring food to the homeless and to call out the treasures and speak to them of their destiny. Homeless people have had food given to them before but rarely, if ever, has someone taken the time to listen to them and to speak words of encouragement, conveying the heart of the Father with no strings attached! It is truly making a difference.

One night eight of us went as a team with Amy of City Ministries International (www.city-ministries.com) up to Polk Street. We got stopped so many times by people wanting prayer more than food we only had about 20 minutes or so on Polk Street, and we were supposed to be the team that just blasted up there. I was an amazing night of the Fathers heart. A favorite moment was running into a guy on the way back who only spoke spanish, which I don't speak. I understood enough to know that he was telling us the story of God and man from the Garden of Eden to Jesus. What a joyful guy (and a bit drunk). He eventually just started singing worship songs to me in spanish. I joined him on the one line I could understand "En el nombre de Jesus!". He didn't care about the language barrier, he was just pouring out. Neither did I. It was just two brothers swimming in the joy of what God has done in Jesus Christ. The guy was a fountain of joy. We ran into alot of Christians and a lot of hope issues - people wanting to be set free more than wanting food.

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