More Than a Refugee
A testimonial from my Discipleship Training School (DTS) outreach with Youth With A Mission (YWAM) to the Middle East.
Her name is Fasal. She is 26 years old, she was married at 16 and is a mother of six. She lives as a refuge in a city built for 60,000 civilians and is now home to at least 60,000 more refugees. Her family of eight had to flee their home country fifteen months ago because of the uprisings and violence as a result of the Arab Spring. Her family is not happy in their new country; in their home country they had a farm, they were middle class. Now they live in a small, unfurnished home with a living room, a kitchen, one bedroom and a small bathroom. Fasal’s family is Muslim, but they have found refuge at a local church that has provided them with some basic necessities such as mattresses, pillows, and a small one burner stove. It is at this church that I first met her.
One of Fasal’s middle daughters would always run up to me when we arrived to play games with the kids every Saturday afternoon. Her name was Duha, she is six years old. I would always scoop Duha into a big hug and bring her with me as a sat down next to Fasal. Fasal spoke Arabic and I spoke English but I felt like we connected, even if we could only talk through a translator or with our feeble attempts at acting things out. I couldn’t get over the fact that she was only four years older than me and had been married for 10 years and had six children.
We went over to Fasal’s house on two different occasions; we would drink tea, have conversations through our translator, and play with the kids. As we left their house after our second house visit, Fasal and I both had tears in our eyes. My team was leaving in two days and we both knew we would probably never see each other again. We never talked about God, we never shared the gospel, we didn’t give them a Bible, but we loved them and we prayed for them. I can only hope and pray that something about our team pulled at her heart and maybe next time she goes to the church, she starts asking questions.