Gathered outside in the parking lot of the nearby public school’s gymnasium, we would always pray before going two-by-two to knock on doors to share the good news. This was an impoverished part of the city. We would come back to that same place after a couple of hours and recount what we saw God do. Most people we shared with received prayer and heard the Gospel. A few times we were cursed out and rejected, although it was way less than you would think. 

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