I was driving Kay's truck home from church, alone and passed by a foreign woman with a 4 year old boy in a suit and a baby in her arms. I turned around and asked if they would like a ride somewhere. She looked into the truck and said she would.
She climbed in and I found out she was from Napal, going to church. I drove her to the church about 3 miles away... a long walk in the heat of June 1 with 2 kids in tow.
She asked me where I lived, I told her and said I live with Karen people. She pointed to my skirt and said "I know" shd said her son was telling her he was tired and she was praying that someone would help her. I stopped and she looked into the truck, recognized my skirt (hand woven) from the Karen people and knew it would be safe. I told her I was a Mormon and if she wanted a ride to my church, 5 would take her. She thanked me and was off to her church.
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