Today I got to spend a few hours with a brother-in-Christ that I have been longing to reconnect with. He's from Columbia (South America) but currently lives in Naples, FL. Connecting with him tonight was an unexpected answer to a non-specific prayer.
I seem to have a special place in my heart for people from other countries. When I run into Juan from Columbia, or my friend Rafael from Brazil, or Kevin from Jamaica, or the guys at Crowderfest that were from so far south in Texas that English wasn't their native language (Ricardo and Noe)...every time I encounter them, I see God in them, I see the beauty of their homeland and their culture, the love of their families, and the incredible tapestry that God has woven by creating this diversity that sometimes scares us. These encounters make me long for more. I want to converse with them in their language, to see their homeland with their eyes, to worship our God alongside them in a way that transcends all human barriers. My heart breaks for the people that can't see this beauty. I'm so thankful to God that He allows me to see this and connect with all these beautiful souls.
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