Behind this door I’ve seen Jesus.
I saw Jesus in the invitation by a shop owner to host our whole team- 9 people.
I saw Jesus as this man picked us up in his sister’s tiny car that he couldn’t drive well.
I saw Jesus as we were ushered into his beautiful home to meet his sister and mother.
I saw Jesus as we were served glass after glass of tea.
I saw Jesus as we were given tons of beautiful baked goods that were carefully baked and prepared by this sisters hands.
I saw Jesus as we were served a huge tray of couscous and lamb and vegetables.
I saw Jesus as we were served a huge tray of fruit.
And in this, I saw Jesus as we stuffed our faces, our friends who had given us all they had sat idly by beaming with joy.
I saw Jesus in these friends.
Behind this door, I met Jesus.
