By empowering these women to provide for themselves and their children, they will be able to move to safe neighborhoods, put their girls in school, afford the uniforms, and set a new course for their lives. Not one of them chose to be a widow when they were a child. This is something that happened to them because wicked leaders chose to fund ISIS and promote evil.
I haven’t written anything in a long time, but today everything changed! I have been praying for my husband for seven years, and finally, today, when my pastor and his wife visited, he sat with us for tea at least.
Someone was playing a guitar, they were singing. Some of the songs she knew. The folk songs about being a harbor or a bay; about asking a boy to ask her father for her hand. She choked up. That one she couldn’t sing along for. No, not that.
This time he speaks his mind, “I don’t know who this Christ is either, but he stopped my mother from killing us all. He must be a very powerful person. I would like to meet him.”
I am very young, and I know nothing, but I see that what was meant to be bad kismet has somehow been changed, but only because you were brave enough to help me.
As we wrap up the project, Farrah pleads, "Last week when you all prayed for us, my week went so well. Could you pray again?" "For me too? Please!" Sabeen adds.
They will gather by lantern around the Good Book and Granny will be over for tea. Forgotten by some, but not by the love of their Creator and those who follow Him where He leads.
I love that verse from the Bible, “‘Seek and ye shall find.’ I didn’t know that God was real. I had only ever heard of Allah. He was distant and judgmental and said that women were destined for hell.
One thing held her intrigue. Every time we prayed for someone, she saw that prayer answered. So one day she asked us to pray about the bottle and it's hold on her.
Roza witnessed all this. She too waited to see. I mean, she and Snowdrop had worked the same shift at the brothel for years. She knew what her friend was like.
Her trip involved being laid on metal flooring in a freighter and having another level of floor boards screwed in place above her, concealing her whereabouts.
As they brainstormed, they came up with an idea. Adanech started a safe house for women from Ethiopia and Eritrea. And Cross Cultural Connections offered training and work to the women. Our team bought what the women made the week they made it, giving them cash up front to pay for living expenses. Soon they were able to move into apartments together, keeping the safe house free for new comers.
Fatima assumed her child had died. She had seen so much death, she could imagine nothing else. When Meral came up with the bundle in her arms, they thought it was for burial. When the baby was alive and well, they were shocked. The whole camp came running at the shrieks of Joy. Fatima hadn't even named the child in the trauma they had lived through.
And so these newborns are no longer getting the feedings they need to thrive. We can’t find a way around the demeanor and attitude of these women. So we encourage Violcje’s mother to come often and volunteer. If she feeds the child, she could survive.
And her father married her off young to pay a debt, to a man who didn't know her condition. When he learned he had been tricked, he took it out on Ocean. He told her she had to earn her keep. Every night he dropped her off at a brothel, where she was to work the night and bring him home the money.
