When I Saw My Jesus in Nepal

I saw my Jesus as my squad of 55 strong worshipped in Nepal.

I saw my Jesus in the testimonies of my squadmates as we share our lives.

I saw my Jesus in the mountains He created, the sun as it was setting behind it, and the evening starts twinkling about them after the sun set–Jesus is truly the master artist.

I saw my Jesus in our host and his family who are so genuine and kind.

I see my Jesus as our squad lives together, loves and supports each other, and laugh with each other.

I saw my Jesus when we had an impromptu worship session with the team that shares a floor with us.

I saw my Jesus as I saw the hint of greater mountains behind the smog.

I saw my Jesus in the 7 men of S squad who bought flowers for us ladies for Valentines day (one beautiful bouquet got passed around among all the teams).

I see my Jesus in all the sweet children I meet. From the dirtiest ones to the ones living under a Christian roof.

I see my Jesus as I see my squad loving on the least of these.

I saw my Jesus in the faces of the boys we played soccer with and loved on.

I see my Jesus in the good moments, hard moments, and exhausting moments.

I saw my Jesus in the dirty faces of three little beggar kids.

I saw my Jesus in the sweetness and preciousness of dance club girls.

I saw my Jesus in the vulnerability and openness of the women in my squad.

I saw my Jesus in the joy and energy of precious neighborhood kids.

I saw my Jesus in the peace and stillness of the surrounding fields.

I saw my Jesus in the stunning sunsets.

I see my Jesus in late night conversations and laughter.

I saw my Jesus as my squad continues to dive deeper together.

I saw my Jesus in the cool breezes that blew in the evening.

I saw my Jesus in making new friends and family in Nepal.

I saw my Jesus as different squadmates stepped up in their talents and gifts.

I saw my Jesus in the laughter of the children.

I saw my Jesus in the fellowship of brothers and sisters in Christ of different cultures and languages.

I saw my Jesus in feeling of being exactly where I needed to be.

I saw my Jesus in the love, passion, and fire of a new mentor.

I saw my Jesus in the sweetness and genuineness of Nepal.

I saw my Jesus in the hard goodbye’s because of the deep friendships I have made.

I see my Jesus alive and working in His people and our brothers and sisters in Christ of Nepal. Please keep them in your prayers.