
Many years ago seminary teacher told us the story of a friend of his that had been attacked by a bear and had nearly lost his life. After the incident the friend was so effected that he sold his house and moved into a small one room apartment, never turned on the lights, and only left his home for groceries and to work.
I do not recall the point that my teacher was trying to make with the story, but as I think of it now it reminds me of the opposite of what I want to do with my life. Looking back on the significant event I was involved in here in Afghanistan makes me want to get out and meet people, get to know them and establish meaningful relationships. I want to see and do and experience what this mortal life has to offer me and not only know what is going on around me, but take part in it and make a positive influence.
I do not want to fall by the wayside in the forest as the bear saunters away. I want to come out of the woods more alive than ever.






































