My Son, Serge...

In mid-December of 2006 , I received a call from an ACU graduate student who asked if our family would mind hosting his roommate for a meal sometime over Christmas break. This grad student was about to leave town, and he indicated his roommate, an international student from Rwanda, would be spending the Christmas break alone in Abilene.

Susan and our girls enthusiastically agreed that we wanted to reach out to this young man... and that's how God brought Serge Gasore into our family. There was a place in our family's heart that needed Serge, and we believe this gentle, quick-to-smile young man needed us as well.

Susan and I call Serge "Son." Serge calls us "Mom and Dad." Caroline and Katie Lea call him "Brother." Serge call them his "Sisters."

At our worship gatherings at SoHills yesterday, Serge helped all of us touch the unspeakable horror he endured as part of the Rwandan genocide. Serge was also used by God to remind us of the ways in which Jesus calls His followers to be ambassadors of grace and reconciliation.

Here's what Serge had to say:



Thank you, God, for the precious gift that Serge is to me and my family.