Then, three years later I went to Jerusalem to become personally acquainted with Cephas. I stayed with him for fifteen days.
I didn't see any other apostle. I only saw James, the Lord's brother.
(God is my witness that what I'm writing is not a lie.)
Then I went to the regions of Syria and Cilicia.
The churches of Christ in Judea didn't know me personally.
The only thing they had heard was this: "The man who persecuted us is now spreading the faith that he once tried to destroy."
So they praised God for what had happened to me.