My Identity is in Christ
An old friend invited me to her place for lunch and a catch up. Although we attended the same secondary school in Sierra Leone, I wasn't friends with her then as she was in the year below me. Years later, we met in London when she came to look at a vacant room to rent in a shared house I was living in. Although we eventually became friends, we went through a phase when we lost touch for many years, but one day we literally bumped into each other on a tube platform. I later found she had been living in a flat right opposite the house I last lived in. At the moment, she lives about 20 minutes walk away from me. It just shows some people are meant to be in your life forever. Anyway, while I was at my friend's house, she said, "You know, you are the most Un-African African person I know." "What do you mean?" I said. "You're just so different from any of the African people I know," she said. "People look at me and know I'm African. I ...