I ask myself, ‘What was it like?’ for my friends who came to the U.S. without speaking English, with very little financial resources, fleeing violence, dealing with various physical and emotional traumas . . .
Courage and the grace of Jesus
Last Wednesday, with courage, we gathered for our first weekly community meal to share food, fellowship and the love of Christ with our Fondren neighbors. Nobody knew what to expect – including us! But luckily, God did, and the Holy Spirit was definitely in the room. The diversity of backgrounds, ages, races, etc. was an expression of what I personally believe heaven will look like.
So therein lies the question – how did people from all over the world end up in an apartment in SW Houston?