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Our experiences helping refugees resettling to America
The lost suitcase surprise is coming to a close. We had great news from JetBlue. The lost suitcase claim finished processing and the Kasongos will be paid about $1200 for their lost suitcase, which will be very helpful for them! It’s surprising how much it costs to replace everything in a large suitcase, but it certainly adds up as you start itemizing the price of each item. Continue reading “Lost Suitcase – RESOLVED”
I asked Papa Kasongo the question “What can volunteers do to be most helpful?” He thought for a few minutes, then answered: “Love is the most important thing – our family felt love and that opened the door for everything else.” He pointed to the example of Jesus Christ – Love God and Love Others. It was an insightful answer to a question. The father of 7 kids summed up the most important thing for volunteers to do as simply to love the family. Everything else stems from that.
As one starts working with a refugee family, it’s a natural question to wonder what circumstances led them to flee their home, their community, and their country. Obviously something that is incomprehensible to most living in the first world. With language barriers, it’s difficult to communicate. A volunteer working with the Kasongo’s spent some time learning their story. As best she understood, this is their heart-wrenching story; a 9 months long ordeal with very difficult and trying situations. The hand of God preserved them and reunited their family after being separated in a violent part of the world. Warning, there are difficult subjects in their story, though graphic details are not included. Here’s a powerful video from some great musicians on the plight of refugees.
Here is the Kasongo’s story…
Have you ever gone to a new school wearing sandals and socks in the snow? Or sent your kids to school in flip flops when it’s below freezing outside? This photo shows the Kasongo family footwear selection in the entry closet. There was nothing more than the sandals and an empty suitcase. Continue reading “Sandals In The Snow”
This video reminds me that the plight of these displaced people is not very different from a number of my great-great-great grandparents in the mid-1800s who were driven out of the United States (from Ohio, Missouri, and Illinois) into what was then part of Mexico (now Utah). They were persecuted for their religious beliefs, just as many of the refugees we see in the news today. I wonder what my ancestors felt like and how that is similar or different from the feelings of the Kasango family.
Today it begins.
Marinda and I (Mike) have been seeking to help refugees within our community in a more meaningful and deeper than we have before. Last Christmas we delivered gifts and food to a family, returned with some coats and boots, and then walked away without any continued contact. It was enjoyable, hopefully a bit helpful to them, and a good learning experience for our children. But, we found it feeling a bit empty once finished. Like – “what have we really accomplished here?” Sure we’d provided some physical goods for people without the same standard of living as us. But, really – these folks come from situations we can’t even fathom. For all I know, they are living as kings here compared to the past years or decades of living in one room tents, in refugee camps, in the brush, fleeing from violence. I’m confident they appreciated the new bed, laptop computer, toys, and gifts. But, we felt that we could, no we should, do more. That set the stage for what followed in the months that followed leading up to today.