You shall treat the stranger who sojourns with you as the native among you, and you shall love him as yourself, for you were strangers in the land of Egypt: I am the Lord your God. (Leviticus 19:34)

Whether it’s refugees from countries torn by strike, immigrants seeking better opportunities or a church-sanctioned visitor, Botswana welcomes. It’s a country where an emerging middle class is bookended by great wealth and grinding poverty. As small as it is (its population is just over 2 million people), and as young as it is (it achieved independence in 1966), it makes room for the other. I’ve shared meals prepared in suburban kitchens, prayed in tiny village homes built in the traditional style, and on an 11-hour journey to the Kalahari Desert been grateful for the offer to use the outhouse of a very old woman. Being there has caused me to think a lot about life and faith here. What happens when someone knocks on the door? What can we learn from the Batswana?