I Belong Here
I was sitting on a low stool that had been generously provided to me by the refugees living in the tent camp in the Beqaa Valley. Surrounding and obscuring me from every side was a sea of small children. “Where… Read more >
I was sitting on a low stool that had been generously provided to me by the refugees living in the tent camp in the Beqaa Valley. Surrounding and obscuring me from every side was a sea of small children. “Where… Read more >
“The First 100 Years are Hard.” That is a Lebanese saying that I learned shortly after my arrival to Lebanon. It means that things get easier after the first 100 years. Too bad no one ever lives long enough to… Read more >
I first saw her on a Sunday morning. She was a new face and it was her face, framed by her bright blue hijab, that first caught my attention. I thought she was beautiful and it was also the first… Read more >
Welcome to the Nabaa. The Nabaa is the poorest neighborhood here in the already working class district of Borj Hammoud. Trash blows down the cluttered alley filled with a crisscross of power lines. Clothes are hanging from the windows of… Read more >
One of my top projects upon arriving to Beirut has been to take on the annual Kingdom Fiesta that our church puts on. The Kingdom Fiesta is a 3-day multi-cultural festival that features 10 or more different nationalities and people… Read more >
“They have treated Syria like a zoo and the citizens like animals.” The language barrier frequently limits the conversation with the Syrian refugees that I have met. Also, many who I meet have been out of Syria for several years… Read more >