Happy New Year!
Recently, I have really been enjoying the posts on Instagram (@FJMissions). Our team has been posting some great photos, stories of changed lives, smiles, hugs and tears from our recent events.
A couple weeks ago there was a video post of my dad, Fred Jordan, from Thanksgiving in 1984. He was standing on a stage at the corner of 5th and Towne, with the city of Los Angeles as his background, speaking to a massive crowd of homeless guests in attendance.
As I watched the short clip and reminisced over the familiar sights and sounds -- all of a sudden, the words my dad spoke made me feel really uncomfortable. He said: