The gift of knowing
I’ve spent the last few days in an area of the USA that’s very different from where I live, both in landscape and culture. And it has stretched me. Quite a bit. The people around me don’t see the world the way I do. I’m in the minority.
I have been reminded once again of the gift of Haiti, the gift of knowing more than my own backyard, the gift of meeting new friends who’ve helped me look at the world from different angles, recognizing that there is something to learn from each place you visit and each person you meet.
“True love flows out of mutuality, where we blur the lines between those who are serving and those who are receiving, and where we humbly acknowledge that we all have something to offer and something to receive from one another. ”
