An American pastor worked as a volunteer on Lesvos with EuroRelief. He wrote of his experience;
I encountered a young Afghan boy in the Moria camp. After complimenting him on his English language the child asked me to wait a minute. He went into his family’s tent and returned with a big plate of homemade Afghan fudge! I took one small piece, but he insisted I take five or ten pieces! He invited me to return later in the day.
At the end of the day I was picking up rubbish when a man said to me, “Your NGO is the best. Without it, we would have no life here”. I asked where he was from and he replied, “Somalia”. As I took off my gloves, I told him how I pray for his country that has so much violence. He gave me a big hug and invited me for fellowship again.
The last young man I saw that day was someone I first met almost two years ago in the camp. At that time he had taunted me saying that our soldiers killed his family but since then we had become friends. When he saw me today, he gave me a hug and welcomed me back.
Love for one another here is expressed in hugs and handshakes. Mutual respect and giving dignity to the least of these is all in a day’s ‘work’ in a refugee camp. I am happiest when I am simply serving these vulnerable people and letting them know that they matter to God and to me
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