July 3, 2011 9:22 am
Something as unique and special as entering the home of a Maasai warrior as a special guest seems trivial to me now. All I see are people. People who are lost and looking for a way home to God. The farther away you get from home, the closer it is I feel to what was left behind; the more people of worldly cultures I meet only goes to paint on portrait displaying the unity of humanity. No, God is not transforming my worldview but rather showing me clearly what was always in front of my eyes.
We are the same.
Knowledge of this does not come from books of man and careful study,...