Being invited to an Ethiopian Coffee Ceremony, is a mark of friendship and respect...
Of course we started with amazing food...
Injera: the ethiopian staple bread, also used as utensils for eating the food with your hands.
Have you ever seen coffee beans BEFORE they are roasted?
She was cooking the beans on a small stove on the floor...
and came over to show us and let us smell that heavenly smell!
Then the coffee is slowly stirred into a black clay coffee pot.
Gracefully pouring a thin stream of coffee into each little cup (traditionally from a height of one foot) without an interruption requires years of practice.
SERIOUSLY, the best cup of coffee I have EVER had! Can you see it on my face...?
By the end of the ceremony, it felt like we had been friends forever!
The Catholic woman told us she had had FOUR miscarriages and was asking God for a baby. We talked about a scripture we had read earlier that day:
“Again, truly I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything they ask for, it will be done for them by my Father in heaven. For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.” - Matthew 18:19-20:
We prayed, prayers of faith, believing that God was with us, and would give us what we asked for together. Then, our Muslim friend, stood up with tears pouring down her face and said, "I am next, please pray for my baby." She too has lost several babies during pregnancy and is now due in May, she is terrified of loosing this one too. We were all crying by the end of the night....GOOD tears, tears of FAITH and HOPE and JOY!
Please join us in believing and asking God for good things!
