
And as fear grows, it scoots compassion to the edge of a great cavern called Safety.
Culture Crossings l where culture+justice+church intersect
Just getting home after a round trip to Romania. A lot of hours in the car but so worth it to visit a family that is very dear to us. They are in transition after months of waiting at the Greek border. It was so amazing to sit and talk and see their sweet kids. [...]
The snow fell in the Northern part of Greece as the Yazzidi camp in the mountains closed. 1,650 people, more than half of them children, have been divided and transported to other camps that are winterized. Can you imagine the feelings? Mourning. These people have been together for almost a year, becoming a community together. [...]
I woke up this morning with Aleppo on my mind. The question skittering through the sleepy recesses of my brain was, 'When the bombs drop and the last hospital has been destroyed, where do you turn when someone you love, or a complete stranger, or your grumpy neighbor lays bleeding?' You see, I'm struggling this season. I [...]
When war leaves us with no words
I found the boys climbing on the cattle gate that is commonly used to control people movements here on the Balkan Highway. It was right after the dinner distribution and I had muttered more than 300 times, "A-salaam A-lay-kum" in an awkward accent to people with a bowl of soup and a piece of bread [...]
Story He was a 16 year-old Syrian boy in an adult body. The only telltale sign of his youth and vulnerability were the tears that came easily to his eyes. His Uncle, Muhammad, told the story and as he did, he warned that the tears would come. ‘Any time you talk of his family, the [...]
We are looking for Jesus this weekend. Searching for him, scanning the crowds for his face, straining to hear his voice. We believe that he is there in Idomeni, Greece. We believe that he is in the camps in Macedonia, and Serbia. Do you? On Thursday, part of the NCM Refugee Response Team will pile a few [...]
September 2015 - When the rains came down. You do not forget rain like that - 90 minutes of water coming hard. The main thought on my mind was 'How did these families make it through the night?’ At that point in the global migration, we naively believed that the tide of refugees from the Middle [...]