Introducing Strong Wings

Introducing Strong Wings

We make a good team- Pastor and I.  It is an unlikely connection, but one we feel was written by the hand of God long ago.  Pastor is an immigrant, a refugee to be exact.  He is a handsome, stocky Arab man almost thirty years my senior, with strong, Mediterranean features and a tempered Middle Eastern accent.  He has a commanding, yet friendly presence, and a coy kind of smile that makes you wonder what kind of complicated ideas are really swiring behind his round, observant eyes.  I was in my early twenties when we met, and looked much the same as I do today (only younger and well rested), but back then I had unbridled tenacity and a seemingly infinite amount of passion for life.

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God Story #1 - Lerato's Painting

God Story #1 - Lerato's Painting

To say Lerato and I were close would be an understatement. Really we were more like sisters from different mother's, born countries apart. It was easy to call each other sister, and it just felt like the natural progression of things when she started calling my parents "Mom" and "Dad". It's strange, when I meet new people and talk to them about my family I always want to add, "...also, I had another sister, she died a few years ago." I feel like anyone who really wants to know me should know this important fact.

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