I don't know if you ever read an article I read called "The Day I Killed Joe" if not you can read it by clicking here. In the article I mention a youth group in Illinois that I visited and was very harsh and rude to. Last night I was sitting in the lobby of a hotel in Springfield, Illinois (we're here for our annual youth convention) and three vans pulled up with West Monroe Apostolic Church printed on the side.
This was the group. Well, not the actual group because they would all be much older now, but I thought there might be at least one person from that group that I could apologize to for my rude behavior a decade ago. I talked to a guy named Mike Tripp and he was a part of the youth group then. Of course, he didn't even remember that I was there, but I apologized anyway.
I feel better now, thank you.
