"Someone once said, 'When you travel to another culture and people, your heart becomes enlarged in such a way that it will never be as small as it was before you left.' We fall in love with people overseas. All the nameless faces we have seen in missionary publications now have names. Their hurts, fears, and joys seem more important to us since some of them are our friends. You know and remember who they are and where they live. They made a meal for you with the best they had. They sacrificed a month's wages to cook a chicken for you. When you experience these things, or a hundred others like them, you begin to realize you are a different person from the one that left some time ago."
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