Photo: Refugees under a bridge in Italy
When we pulled up to the makeshift refugee camp under a bridge there were a lot of people hanging around -women and children included. A group of Eritreans told us about their journeys up through Libya, their current challenges in the makeshift camp, and their hopes for the future. Their stories were touching and tragic.
I was particularly moved by one young man, probably around 17 or 18 years old. We were saying bye and thanked them for sharing with us. We said we were sorry that this is how it was for them. The young refugee replied quite simply, “But we are alive. Thanks be to God.”
Over the course of our trip, I had been asking God to show me places of darkness, and places of light. And this, for me, became a place of great light amidst the darkness. Reflected in this young man's words were traces of an incredible story. A story in which death does not reign, nor does it have the final say. His hope was rooted in the fact that death had not beaten them. Written into places of great grief, was a comfortingly familiar story. In this boy's words, and in his face, I encountered my Jesus, reminding me once more, that hope always leaves space for a “but.”
But, on the third day, he rose again. But, death indeed, does not get the final say.
I hope this is encouraging. Even as I was writing this, I burst into tears - again. I found myself incredibly moved by the face of Jesus in refugees. It’s the craziest thing to see his image so deeply engraved in vulnerable people.
As I sat with a group of Christians in the makeshift camp, I had a sudden realization that they were my own people. As fellow followers of Jesus, I realized that we were part of the same tribe, the same family, the very same body. To see our very own body breaking in that way was... I don’t know, powerful maybe?
This was my first time ever being in such a camp and also just walking up to refugees on the street and chatting. It was quite an incredible experience, and very moving.
-by Kelsey Briggs (preparing to serve with IAFR in Italy)