Like a ghostly silhouette, our local "street prophet" helped out in "cleaning" the nightclub. What a mess. Every Sunday morning we'd come in to find those nasty leftover drinks filled with cigars and cigarettes, drugs and paraphernalia, and even people's clothing and jewelry :

Everything had to be cleaned spotless each Sunday morning from 6:30am until 9:30 am when church began. Even the bathrooms:

Business was not exactly "picking up":

In a nightclub the lighting isn't exactly the best for setting up food and drinks early in the morning. But our team managed to find a way every time beyond any diversity that would present itself:

This was not your normal bartending job, Elizabeth. We were busting sandwiches and fresh fruit for the homeless and drug kids that would show up for church every week:

 

I don't think it's scripture, but it is true, the way to a man's heart........ We used food to help "nourish" the needy in more ways than one:

 

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