Growing up in Rural Ohio was not much different than the place I’m at now.  I was smaller then than I am now (hence the “growing up” line), and so the world was a lot bigger, making me think that Fremont, Ohio was a metropolis in one of the top 10 populated states in America.  Certainly it was much bigger than Clyde or Green Springs!

It’s amazing how your perspective changes as you go through different stages of life.  The world is getting smaller, and I’m coming to realize more and more how important people are.  Not just people who look like me and act like me and are in my life circumstance, but everyone.

The best thing to me about this metamorphing of my perspective over the years is the way I read Scripture.  I know longer just read it (in the teaching sense) for what it says to my personal circumstance in Fremont, or in Pensacola, or only in Worcester, Massachusetts.  I’m coming to  understand that it is for the whole world.  For the Pygmy in Australia and the Tribal Leader in Africa to the police officer on the west coast and the Meter Maid in Saltillo, Mexico.

And I think that means something more than they all should have the haircut I have in this Fremont-born photo, don’t you?