I love all the humanity and bravery that has been happening within Paris in the wake of the tragedy. I prayed a really awesome prayer the other day, that of course had to have been the Holy Spirit, because I can’t remember it.
But I remember praying that while ISIS waits for fame, Jesus will be the one to get all the glory during this time.
When I saw the Buzzfeed article about the hashtag #PorteOuverte it blew me away.
In so many ways an open door is a blessing. An opportunity to advance yourself, a leg up financially, or in this case a free place to crash.
So much of what Jesus promises has to do with safety and rest.
I think we can all understand why tourists, or residents of Paris have needed shelter and a place to feel at home.
I can’t imagine what it would be like to witness the violence first hand, but in my simple way, I know what it’s like to be overwhelmed. Or depressed. Or tired. To need a place to unwind. To need to take a nap. To need to feel safe.
John 10:9 says “I am the door. If anyone enters by me he will be saved and will go in and out and find pasture.”
I think what people are doing for each other in Paris is amazing. When so many outsiders would expect them to feel fear and to shut themselves off, they have reached out to strangers to welcome them home.
In the face of tragedy I am glad Paris hasn’t forgotten their humanity.