Faith
The Long Winding Road of Love
*Originally Posted at First Baptist Church – Columbia
On Monday evenings, I usually leave my door unlocked. It keeps me from having to get up and open it later. One particular Monday last year, I was feeling tired. I lay on my couch while I waited. Soon, my friend Zach came through the door. Without saying much, he went right for the recliner and stretched out. After about a minute he said, “I’m really tired today.”
“I know what you mean.”
“I know this sounds bad, but I kind of wish that they’ll be gone when we get there.”
“It sounds bad, but I was thinking the same thing,” I replied.
Soon, our other friend and teammate showed up. We sat for a moment, collected our thoughts, grabbed the English books, and headed over to our refugee family’s house.
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