My beautiful young language tutor was helping me during my first visit to the refugee camps. Suddenly, the busy room emptied.
Leaning in, she whispered, “Are you Christian?”
I nodded hesitantly.
“You know Jesus?”
Another nod.
Eyes sparkling, she whispered, “Tell me!”
As the Story of Jesus unfolded, there were many tears. Why?
“Your words bring God so near. We only know Him as far, far above us.”
Taking her hand, I prayed, “God, please come near to Aisha.”
One year later, she told me, “Every day we (family) pray that prayer. We like this very much.”
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