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Sometimes when we hear about a crisis, the only names we hear are the names of the nation, cities, or villages, but what about the people?



I
want to zoom in a bit from the big picture that I have been portraying
through my blog. I want you to see DEEPER into this nation. I don’t
want you to remember a name of a city or a village. Rather, I want you
to get a glimpse of a face behind the NUMBERS, a face beyond the NEWS, a face like this young boy that my heart is now connected to.

This blog is about Pious. This young boy has the brightest smile, his laugh penetrates my heart, because it is so full of life. However, there is much, much more to my little brother in Christ.

Just
last month this boy Pious was living with his father, pregnant mother,
and three siblings. They slept in one room. One night, while the father
was out of town, some Muslims came to their village and began burning
houses down. This family was asleep in their houses at the time the
attackers came. The mother and siblings were all killed in the attack.
Pious survived, because he hid under the bed, but his body did get
burned. Most of the burns have started to heal and scar, but his arm
was severely burned.

I met
Pious last week, and that is when I was able to play with him for
awhile, and hear his story. Just yesterday, I was able to go back to
his village with some doctors with Global Relief. One of the
doctors was able to work on the burn on his arm, and I was able to
assist in the dressing, as well as, assist in distracting him while
they did some quite painful cleaning and scraping.

 

The crazy thing is that he never cried, he showed he was in pain by squinting his eyes, but other than that there was ALWAYS a smile on his face.
Twenty minutes after getting his burn dressed, he was out dancing to
the music with the other children. This boy was affected the most out
of anyone in his entire village, yet if you were to go pick out the
happiest kid in the village, you would pick him.

 

I cannot begin to imagine living a day in this boys’ shoes, or getting a glimpse of how deep his wounds are, but one thing I DO KNOW is that this boy has JOY. His Joy is contagious. Pias was able to touch my heart, in a way that not many have been able to do–on this trip, or in my life. I pray that he grows up to be a mighty warrior in the Kingdom of God, and a man of God that is able to truly bring peace to his country. Pious is ONEof many people affected. He is ONEof God’s children. Pious is the ONE child who, literally, stole a place in my heart! There is a reason he is alive! Thank you Lord!

*2nd and 4th picture taken by teammates