What a great experience that was totally random. Friday morning Mike and I woke up, as we were staying in Choma, and decided to go with Dan and Austin Gutwein out to some huts about 2km down out of town. They needed to do some video shoots for Hoops of Hope. While
they were shooting, Mike and I decided to walk down the dirt road to see what we could “experience”. About one mile down this road, we came across 2 buildings that turned out to be different churchs… one that meets on Saturday and the other Sunday. While walking back from this we were being followed by a young man that was walking, and he was catching up to us quickly. When he came up to join us, we introduced ourselves and his name was Patrick. I asked him how many times he sees 2 white guys walking down the dirt road and he said, “Never”. What an appointment from God. Patrick is 22 years old and lives just over the train tracks from the churches. His father is a soldier in the Zambian army. He does not want to be a soldier, and would like to be an auto mechanic. Patrick has graduated high school and is waiting to get into school for mechanic this July. He does not have a wife or any children, but does have a girlfriend (one that he does not want to marry). I told him that was called a “kissing friend” in America. This he laughed at for some time. Patrick was walking into Choma (8km walk) to vis
it in ailing grandmother, and then see a couple of friends. He told us that he felt honored speaking with us and spending the time with us… awesome stuff!! It was at this time that I gave him my Diamondbacks hat, and told him that I was waiting for the right time to give it to a special person, and he was that person. We then took a picture, of which he wanted to wear my sunglasses during the photo. Great shot. One person I will not forget in the future. Honey – we will be finding Patrick on our return visit.
they were shooting, Mike and I decided to walk down the dirt road to see what we could “experience”. About one mile down this road, we came across 2 buildings that turned out to be different churchs… one that meets on Saturday and the other Sunday. While walking back from this we were being followed by a young man that was walking, and he was catching up to us quickly. When he came up to join us, we introduced ourselves and his name was Patrick. I asked him how many times he sees 2 white guys walking down the dirt road and he said, “Never”. What an appointment from God. Patrick is 22 years old and lives just over the train tracks from the churches. His father is a soldier in the Zambian army. He does not want to be a soldier, and would like to be an auto mechanic. Patrick has graduated high school and is waiting to get into school for mechanic this July. He does not have a wife or any children, but does have a girlfriend (one that he does not want to marry). I told him that was called a “kissing friend” in America. This he laughed at for some time. Patrick was walking into Choma (8km walk) to vis
it in ailing grandmother, and then see a couple of friends. He told us that he felt honored speaking with us and spending the time with us… awesome stuff!! It was at this time that I gave him my Diamondbacks hat, and told him that I was waiting for the right time to give it to a special person, and he was that person. We then took a picture, of which he wanted to wear my sunglasses during the photo. Great shot. One person I will not forget in the future. Honey – we will be finding Patrick on our return visit.
So, you gonna shave that thing or what. It's not too bad once it really starts growing in.
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