Dependent but Hospitable
The first time I visited a refugee camp, I met Garing. He was an older man with many children, a refugee from Darfur. He was also a Muslim Background Believer (a Christian who converted from Islam).
Garing’s story was one of grace and abundance amid struggle. It was humbling to listen to the stories of what they had passed through. And I was inspired that they still had a profound appreciation for God’s provision after so much. Their actions have deeply affected me, and I hope they have a similar impact on you.
As I sat with Garing and heard his story, I asked him what his current needs were. He told me of a lack of water, not having enough food to last more than two weeks a month, and having one temporary shelter made of mud sticks and a UNHCR tarp that had holes in it.
Then, as I was sitting there listening to their needs, his daughter brought me a cup of tea with sugar. I felt unsure of what I was supposed to do, I knew Garing had very little, and I did not want to be any further burden on him.
Soon after tea, his wife had prepared for us a simple meal using the few provisions they had. Garing saw the struggle on my face and the tear about to fall down my cheek. I couldn’t eat their food. But he said, “My brother, you eat. Our God will provide what we need.”
I spent a lot of time with Garing since that first encounter, and his trust in God has continually inspired me in a seemingly impossible situation.
I have also learned from him that our hospitality should not be measured by what we have in abundance but rather how big our God is to provide.