Sarah and I returned home for the first time since the genocide. My house was in ruins and I could not bear the sight of it. I asked all the people in my village to join in saying goodbye to my brother and mother. I saw my brothers dead body and fainted. I could not see my mother’s body. I buried them in what was left of my old house. I went home and that night I had a dream of my family telling me to forgive all the killers. I went to the prison in my village. I wanted to see that man that chopped my brother and mother like they were a piece of meat. Once I saw the man I realized he was the man hunting me while I was in the bathroom. I saw him and all I saw was his shame. Right then and there I forgave him. I felt relieved and my heart was lifted from all pain.
(Ephesians 4:32) 32 And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving each other, just as God also in Christ forgave you
(Ephesians 4:32) 32 And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving each other, just as God also in Christ forgave you
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