K.C. doesn't remember anything about his dad. Only his first name. His mother gave him up before he was one year old, and he was passed from one foster home to another. Sometimes, he came back to the same foster home. Life as a teenager became complicated. He stole from one home and then from another. At first, it was only petty crime, and the RCMP let him go after an hour at the police station.
But then, things got more serious. As an adult, K.C. spent more than 30 years in jail. His redemption began when a Christian family made a commitment in their small community. That decision came in a service when they heard the words, "what you have done to the least of these, my brethren, you have done to me."
This family asked the police, "Who is the least likable, least likely to succeed person in our community?" That's how K.C. got taken into their home. The road has not been smooth, as it never is in a land that suffers 24 hours of darkness on the shortest day of the year, but K.C. is a rejoicing and happy Christian man today. His loud voice often rises over those of others in worship and prayer time. Temptations come, wanting him to go back to those days when alcohol eased the burdens of loneliness and rejection.
But K.C. rejoices in two things. The transforming warmth of God's love, and the transforming acceptance of a Christian family on the Arctic Circle.
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