Her Name is Faith.

For privacy purposes, we’ll call her “Faith”. She is a stripper, and here’s the part of her story I know: It’s Friday night, and it’s late. Later than I stay up any other time except this night, Outreach Night. It comes once every few months. This particular outreach has been a long time coming. We tried to hit these clubs back in December, but sickness stopped it. We tried to his these clubs last week, but weather prevented it. So, Friday night, we are all on high alert. We know that somewhere, in one of these strip clubs, a divine appointment is waiting to be had. I guess I should…