Our neighbor's son and his wife came from Florida. He had just spent a week here with his parents, now only his Mother is here. We got to meet his lovely wife. She is a sister to a man in Cheyenne, who I have known for several years. And we smiled at the coincidence.
Life is full of quirky things, reminding us to be kind to everyone who crosses our path. They are someone's brother, sister, parent, or child. Regardless of their race, religion, opinions, hair style, or manner of dress, each is God's child and deserves our tolerance. Why do we accept those we know, but question the strangers? How do others view and judge us? Perhaps, pondering on that might temper our responses.
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