When I camp to camp I have the phrase "heart broken" bandied about a great deal, "She had her heart broken for India" or "He had his heart broken for a family he met". I thought when I heard this phrase that I had some idea what it meant, however experiencing it is a completley different. Last night we came together a participated in a simulation that was supposed to represent what it was like to be a refugee leaving a war torn country and trying to cross the border into another. It was confusing and frustrating and even though it was just a simulation, I still felt fear. It came to the point that I could no longer hold back my tears and had to break away from the simulation. I knew that in the back on my mind that I was safe, but the emotions of situation still felt very real. Afterwards when we were processesing as a group, we were given statistics on just how many people in this world are refugees. This broke me even more. It solidified it my mind the importance of what we are doing. There are so many people in the dark, and it is our responsibility to show them what it means to be in the light.
