Tomorrow is our last day at the site, and I’m not sure if I’m happy or sad to be honest. This is not easy. My heart is broken. People have sewn their mouths shut, no eaten for days, slept outside on rocks, under rain, fights happening left and right, and been told they can’t go through the Macedonia border. I’ve seen a guy go absolutely crazed, throwing metal gates, yelling and ripping off his clothes. I’ve had people actually propose marriage, and get offended when I say no. I see people who left their family to now sit beside barbed-wire fences with riot police from 2 countries blocking the only path to a better life.
And as I am watching men, boys just old enough to live alone, cry because of the hardships they have to endure. I can’t see God. Why can’t Macedonia open their borders? Why is God letting this happen? I saw with my own eyes that Satan is real and he is the cause of all this hate. But just as I was thinking about the pain and how it won’t get better, it starts to rain. And I mean cold rain. But looking past these men, I see a rainbow. But not just that, I see 2 full rainbows! So close and clear to the point I see more colors than just the normal. This is more than just a typical rainbow.
No, this one was from God. For me.
God was showing me with a big neon sign, quite literally too, God is here. God hasn’t disappeared, I just wasn’t paying attention. My heart was consumed with the bad, with no room for good. God was reminding me of His promise. He loves me, but He also loves all of the refugees. At the end of all of it, and through it all, God is going to be glorified in this. And that’s all the promise I need.
