I ™ve been finding it difficult to write. I don't know why since a TON has been going on but I just don't know how to put what I am thinking, what I am feeling, into words. We traveled to the US for Christmas and life has been crazy since. We were stuck in snow in NYC, had a scare thinking that our son might need hearing aides (he doesn’t), lost a passport (and a stuffed monkey), and then my grandmother passed away (she lived a long, full life).
A week after returning home to Nigeria in January the city in which we live experienced a week of fighting. Tensions had been high for a long time and on January 17th the ice broke …in parts of town people were shooting their neighbors and burning down houses. The crisis broke out due to political, religious and tribal differences. We stayed locked in our compound for almost a week, safe but uncertain of what was going on around us. While we are so thankful God protected us during a tumultuous time, we grieve for our neighbors who lost family, homes and possessions.
Yesterday, February 20th, my husband and I joined a group called Global Relief in taking some small relief to victims of the Crisis of 2010 . We assisted the group in sorting clothes and medicine and then delivering the clothes, medicine, food, blankets, and mosquito nets to 125 needy families from a neighborhood that has practically become a ghost town.
While it was devastating to see streets of houses burned and few people walking through once bustling streets, it was encouraging to hear the hope in the voices and the faith that so many had. How would I deal with such a situation? I can only hope that I would forgive and begin to rebuild my life as many of these people are doing.
The group we served yesterday is just a small number of the many who have been displaced and who have lost loved ones. Plus, there is still tension and unrest in many parts of town.
We continue to pray for peace in our city and for forgiveness and calm. I would ask you to pray with us for the city of Jos, Nigeria. Thank you.