It’s gotten cold and rainy here. One evening my friend and I were walking and we met 3 young girls, refugees from Raqqa, Syria. (Miriam 14, Zainab 13 and Nour 7).These girls were soaking wet, shaking in the cold and begging for money. The youngest girl Nour who is 7 (but is tiny, about the size of a 5yr old) was so cold. We encouraged them to go home so they wouldn’t get sick. I gave the younger one my scarf, our umbrella and we wrapped them in warm hugs. We walked them back home as it’s really quite dangerous for young vulnerable girls to be out by themselves at night. They ended up living far, Nour was tired and sick with a bad cough so I carried her back. I kept telling her about His great love and sang the J*s*s Loves You song. She lit up every time she heard His name. My friend walked hand in hand with the other two girls and shared about Him. We found out the father has a disability and we told the eldest Miriam about faith that moves mountains and to declare in His name healing. We were also able to stop by a store and get them two big roasted chickens and lots of fruits and veggies for the family. We ran into the same girls again last night and shared more with them about the love of their Father. My one friend asked Zainab what she wants to be when grows up, she looked at us and said she wants to be like us and wants to know our Father.
Sadly these girls are not in school and spend almost every night on the streets alone begging. We have met many children as young as 5 years old completely alone at night begging for money. Their parents often send them out in the cold and to dangerous districts. We are continuing to ask Father for sustainable long term strategies but for now we stop for them on the street give them food, blankets and most importantly LOVE!