

I never knew much about Mother Theresa other than the world knew her as a saint. When I walked into the Museum, I met Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu – a young girl with a dream to devote her life to God.
There were many documents on display in the museum, she would write on any scrap of paper she found, envelopes, bills, etc. She was a simple woman with a determined heart. As I browsed her writings and looked at old pictures I realized that she’s not that different from any of us. Most of her writing are things I hear echoed from the people I’ve meet here on the world race, they are things that echo in my own heart.

She had a pure and honest way of looking a Christ, and simple resolve to follow Him.
What makes us different than Mother Teresa?
Laziness, loss of vision, priorities, family, money, comfort.
She wasn’t any more special than making a simple commitment to God and giving herself fully to it.
All of us.
