Rush Hour in Guatemala

trafficThe other day I was driving home right at the beginning of rush hour, having visited a friend in the hospital. Most of the hour it took to get home was spent waiting in traffic. It could have been a competitive, angry mess of human frustration. It wasn’t though. Drivers were patient. They let me in front of them when I needed to merge. They were polite. I was inspired to do the same and arrived home grateful for the human kindness shared in such a stressful situation.

– Blog entry by Sister Terry Walter

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