Your Stories: Azariah France-Williams – Love Your Excluded Neighbour

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It was the mid 1990s. A new teen, Jonathan, had joined the church youth group. He was cool; he had a black leather jacket. Jonathan was clean cut, held passionate opinions and was sensitive. We became friends. He was different to my other friends. Even though I was only 17 I was one of the junior leadership team. Jonathan asked if he and I could have a chat. Mum and I invited him for dinner and after the meal he came up to my bedroom which was my hang out space. I put on some music and we both …

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