A night with the kids

Shouting; noisy; smelly; beatutiful

Rage; boredom; nowhere; kind

Hopeless; abandon; forsaken; loved

On the yellow-lit streets on a freezing November evening, there are some young people who like to meet their friends at the crossroads where there are shops. People do not like this. They see ‘gang’ and ‘yobs’ and ‘knife-crime’.

Spend an hour, spend two. There is goodness here. Ask God to show it to you.

Fight the cause of these fatherless kids, condemned to mediocrity. Show them extravagent love.

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