Hope came in a bag of cornmeal
The blistering sun beat down on Sylvia as she waited in line. She was hot, thirsty, and weak. But as she shifted her weight from foot to foot in the dusty camp, she saw hope for the first time in months. And it looked like a bag of cornmeal. Sylvia has experienced...
From the Field: Please help Syria’s child refugees
This week, I’ve shared a lot of the hopelessness I’ve seen on the Syrian border. But today, I want to give you an example of something that demonstrates how hope is never lost as long as compassionate people exist. One of the highlights of this trip was the chance to...
On the Syrian border: Dropping everything to flee
While in the Middle East this week, I stood on the Syrian border and watched as countless people poured out of the country of their birth. A few arrived in cars, but many people piled out of buses. They dragged small suitcases and trash bags containing the possessions...
From the Field: The life of a child refugee
As I walk through refugee camps on the Syrian border I have to tell you, I’m amazed by the number of children here. I can’t imagine raising my own kids or grandkids in these conditions. In one part of the camp, children balance their way across a narrow, exposed pipe...



