He’s my brother.
Last night after English class the preacher in Sabanilla drove one of my students to San Jose where he caught a bus to continue his journey home. My student is very rough looking, a bit of an attitude, but very smart. He has a drug problem and thinks the world owes him.
So when the preacher told me that he was his brother, I was totally surprised! Two boys from the same house. One chose a life of dissipation and the other chose God.
It’s all about choices.