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Nashville, Tennessee

Waiting Staff

When I looked into the eyes of an Indian girl, sitting in her house made of sticks and shirts, when I thought of my sister who was her age, my heart broke as a voice told me she, too, was my sister, and I knew my life wouldn't be spent serving myself, but it would be spent serving my brothers and sisters who die at the hands of people who don't see them as equal humans. I want to see people the way that God sees them. To love people the way that Jesus loved people.