My heart was racing.
Boom, ba-boom, boom.
It thudded on.
I step out of the tent and survey the scene unfolding before me. Fifty or so people had just arrived at the camp and everyone was soaking wet and needing dry clothes. A commotion to my left caused me to turn, a group of people were rushing to the medical tent. They were carrying a woman whose arms were flapping around useless at her side. My heart skipped a beat and breath caught in my lungs,
“is she dead?” I thought…
That’s one part of day two volunteering at the refugee camp. The whole 10hrs I was there we probably had 800 or so refugees come through, which is a lower number compared to last week. I was exhausted. But new energy would come every time I saw more people who needed help. Who just wanted to be warm, dry, and safe. But as the day went on it got harder, we ran out of some clothing options and it was heart wrenching not being able to give them what they needed and turn them away empty handed, still in their wet clothes, or shoes. Especially the kids. They just look up at you and smile at you even though you’re a complete stranger. A young boy came in, his whole body shivering and teeth chattering, but still smiling as I held him close to warm him up while he waited for his turn for a change of clothes. When you can help them in anyway, it’s wonderful and they’re so thankful. Their broken English and smiles are everything.
Then they’re gone. Off to the bus to go further on their journey to who knows where. Not knowing when they’ll get food or shelter again. Just hopeful that someday life will be different. They’re searching for a better life.
What are you searching for? You may not be searching physically for a better life, but for something. Maybe for a relationship with God. He is the only one who can truly fill you And meet your needs I have found out.
…they placed her down on some mats in front of the medical tent. Still not responding. The doctor came out and looked her over…
I breathed a sigh of relief, she was alive!
I don’t know what happened or why she was unconscious, but she was gonna be alright from what I could gather. They then brought her young child to her to see if that would help wake her. I re entered the clothing tent to get back to work.
People needed help, and that’s just why I was there.
