Friend or Stranger?

September 1, 2009 — Leave a comment

According to our “world” I would have to call this young man a stranger.  But he touched my heart that day just because he wanted to share a brief moment together on a special day in his Rwandan village.  I am so different from him and yet he seemed like a part of me as I clutched his shoulder.  There is comfort in knowing that we will meet again and we will not be strangers…and until then, I choose to call this special young man my friend and more inspiration for the second half  journey.

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