I lost my passport in Bethlehem. I'll keep this as brief as I can, here's what happened: I left my passport and my visa on a bus (don't ask). Someone on the bus spots it and gives it to the driver. He puts the word out with local taxi drivers and finds the taxi driver who's taxi I got in - so he now knows where he took me, he also gives my passport to a guy called Abu Yakoub in Bethlehem because he is going back to Jerusalem. The driver phones the Tent of Nations farm, where the taxi took me, to tell them that Abu in Bethlehem has my passport - Bethlehem is not a small place. Daoud at the farm comes to find me in the field and tell me. I am slightly worried(not least because I didn't know that I'd lost my passport - doh), and also mightily relieved. I get a lift back to the outskirts of Bethlehem at the end of the day, wondering how I am going to find Abu Yakoub. I decide to look for a bus and ask the driver if he can help me. As I am walking into Bethlehem I see a bus at a bus stop, so I go up to it. I think it may be the same driver in this bus that I had in the morning, only he looks different now without sunglasses - it's dark now. It is him ! He is as surprised to see me as I am to see him and says 'yes it was me, it was me' and he shouts through the window of his bus towards a guy on the other side of the street, who comes over and passes my passport back through the bus window, I presume he is Abu Yakoub but who knows. I am re-united with my passport, my visa is still inside and I thank everyone very much. Everyone carried on as though this was normal, but it was a wee miracle to me : )
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AuthorCommunity Priest at St Barnabas Church on the Moss Rose Estate, in Macclesfield Archives
September 2015
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