The People I See

It's a strange feeling to walk down the street and see a face at a distance. Then your brain starts to work and you say "oh, that's so and so". When in reality it's not, its just one of those weird look-alike experiences. I think that I have seen just about everyone here, though it's not really everyone. It's their sneaky twins that live in another place. On my way to classes I pass by a lot of students that are headed onto campus for class. Just about every morning I think I see someone from home. There was an Anna, and a Steve, and a Matt, and on and on goes the list. It's almost like God is giving me little bits of reassurance, that in this world I'm not typically a part of, there are still things I can see that are from home. God is giving comfort and familiarity when I don't always feel it. These people don't know me, don't know my past or even my friends, but they are a blessing when they come, unbeknown to them.