Suppose you are sitting on a standard Mormon pew in a nondescript, windowless LDS chapel in Sugar House and the person who passes you the sacramental water is a Rwandan Hutu, whose clan killed your parents.
Or maybe you are listening to a Mormon Sunday school lesson on forgiveness taught by a guy on the other side of Congo's civil war you barely escaped. You might even be asked to take a casserole to someone who stole food from you during a drought in Tanzania.
Such is the social experiment underway among the band of believers in the Parleys Creek LDS congregation, known as the Swahili branch.
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