How surprised was I to be asked this question last Saturday at a brunch my roommate and I were hosting at our house! The brunch was to welcome back to Rwanda one of Janelle's older African Children's Choir members from more than a decade ago. After touring with the Choir, Alex, a double orphan, secured a sponsor to study in Minnesota, and he has been in the States ever since. He's now studying to become a pastor, and his goal is to eventually settle back in Rwanda and train pastors here.
A film crew from Samaritan's Purse, in Boone, came along with Alex to tour Rwanda and film his story. Alex hasn't been back "home" since before the genocide in 1994. This film crew heard of Alex in the States, and wanted to help tell his story to the world and promote forgiveness and healing. The week they were here, they visited the prison upcountry, where the killers of Alex's family are being held. They filmed as Alex did the unthinkable, and openly wept, embraced, and forgave the killers of his entire family. Then, he took them to visit the graves of his beloved family, and they got to meet his cousin, the only surviving member.
I have many friends here who have similar stories such as this. Each time I am with them, and realize how deeply they have suffered, but I see the hope they have now, I think, how can anyone not forgive? If these Rwandans, who have been through tragedy after tragedy can forgive, how can I not openly forgive when I am wronged in such a way that doesn't even compare? Sometimes I think I have such a self righteous attitude, as I want others to forgive me and give me grace, but am I always willing to give it back? I'm constantly challenged here with Jesus's call to love as He has loved us. And to forgive seventy times seven. If any country in the world can justify having the death penalty, it's Rwanda. However, they abolished it a long time ago in favor of a grassroots justice system that promotes honesty, forgiveness and healing. President Kagame has openly stated, "If we have the death penalty, it will be like a double-genocide; the killing will never end. We must forgive, heal, and move forward."
This Samaritan's Purse film crew came to brunch at our house too, and they were all from Boone, Asheville, and one camera man from Mooresville! He was just as excited to learn I was from Kannapolis, just down the road. We shared stories of highschool sports, the blue and white and the green and white. He said, oh yeah, I know Kannapolis, I have an uncle that lives off of West "C" Street. And then he asked if I lived near the Gem Theatre! Yes! And I worked there too! It sounds so silly, but it's such a neat thing when you make a connection with someone this far away from home. It really brings the world so much closer together, and makes it that much smaller. Another girl graduated from the Journalism school at UNC only a year after me. We all had a lot to share about. And just last night, I had dinner with a girl, who graduated from Elon a few years back, and is from Greensboro! Such a small world!
As soon as Alex's story has been written and shared by the crew from Samaritan's Purse, I will certainly share it with all of you!
Thanks for reading!