The Journey Of A Millon Miles Begins With God, CMDA, And Us 2

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PART 2

When I carried my luggage to meet the medical students close to my place that cool Wednesday evening, I knew I would make new friends but was not expecting a new family.

The beautiful lady was not the first person I sighted on arrival. I couldn’t even see her face clearly because it was night. So it wasn’t love at first sight.

The least I got was hearing a young lady praying passionately. She was blasting in tongues. Then, I was not really a fan of speaking in tongues. I had spoken in tongues before. But the passion with which she prayed was different. It was surreal.

I was curious.

The next morning before departure I saw her face more clearly. She was tall, put on a jean dress, and wore a loud disposition.

We didn’t talk much before departure. I watched her talk to others instead. She took pictures while holding a flower and called herself a flower girl. I was that observant. You can give me my flowers at this point.