Tomorrow evening my dad will be home and it will be great to see him again. He has had an awesome trip and God has used his team in some really cool ways. The team consisted of 11 people (7 men, 4 women) from the US and Canada. When they arrived in Israel, they split into groups of 2 or 3 and began to serve in various ways aroud the country. Some of the places they worked at include SOS Children’s Home Orphanage, some medical and dental clinics in Bethlehem, and a couple of refugee camps (One of them is called Aida. Apparently, the Pope will be speaking there next month).
They cleaned floors and rugs. They moved stuff. They weeded and cleaned gardens. They taught art classes and guitar classes. They assisted in medical and dental clinics. They have been in the homes of many hospitable Palestinians (both Muslim and Christian). They shared meals and made new friends. They heard the stories of pain and violence. They asked about their hosts beliefs and shared about Jesus. They attended a funeral and watched a Palestinian cultural group dance at a commnunity center. They learned a few Arabic phrases and ate the sweatest grapefruit in the world. They witnessed the virtual imprisonment of an entire community by means of a huge wall. They tried (unsuccesfully) to get into Gaza but were able to serve at a children’s home instead.
Whenever they were asked why they came, they would say that they came to help because Jesus loves them and the people of Palestine and that was what motivated them to serve. A simple message of love. Cannot wait to give you a hug dad!