At the time it was happening in Rwanda in 1994, I don't think I noticed it much, other than to think, "There's some people killing each other in jungles somewhere in Africa." Now in my job, I must look at the stories and pictures today that still smite, though God has done much to bring healing and forgiveness in that land.
Yesterday, I looked at pictures of a family in Kigali. The two grandparents looked loving and proud and wise, surrounded by all their grandchildren. They had 12 children and ten of their children were murdered. Ten murdered! I can't comprehend. But now their family is writing another story of hope and a future.
Our office in Rwanda took Monday off to say "Never Again," along with the rest of the country. Just like the sign over Auschwitz, Nie Wieder.