The Rose Window and the Cross

Sitting amongst friends from Iran, who are seeking asylum; talking within the limits of two very different languages; laughter, smiles, fist-bumps, tea and home baking, forms of non verbal fellowship; and up there, the rose window, and beneath it the cross.

 

What brings us together is a common humanity, a gathering beneath a cross and a window made beautiful by light.

 

Light and life and love, discovered in hospitality and a welcome that begins in the heart and reaches out in imagination, generosity, and promised companionship for the journey.

 

"Brother, sister, let me serve you,

let me be as Christ to you:

pray that I may have the grace to

let me be your servant too."