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No Such Thing as Coincidence

That day, Mohammad came to the Saadnayel Center for the very first time. We were hosting a distribution of diapers and infant milk, and although he had heard about the center through people in the area, he did not actually need either of those items. Yet something prompted him to come.

Mohammad has been living in Lebanon since 2011. Married to his cousin and the father of three children, he has spent years working hard to provide for his family. Whether in construction, blacksmithing, or any other job he could find, he did whatever was necessary to make ends meet.

When the war escalated, Mohammad was forced to leave Baalbek and relocate to Saadnayel. Today, he and his family live in a tent as they try to rebuild some sense of stability and safety.

The center was busy that day, with people constantly coming and going. In the midst of the activity, Mohammad met Mr. Ziad. What seemed like a simple encounter quickly became something much more.

As they sat together, Mohammad began sharing his story. He spoke about the challenges he had faced, the uncertainty of displacement, and the weight of trying to care for his family under difficult circumstances. For a long time, he simply talked—and someone listened. He was heard. He was given the space to express the frustration, worry, and burdens he had been carrying for so long.

That same day, we were also able to bless him with a food voucher to help support his family.

The following morning, one of our neighbors came to the center early and asked to speak with us. Her first words were gratitude and appreciation for what had been done for Mohammad.

She told us that throughout the evening he had been sharing his experience with others—how encouraged he felt, how much the visit had meant to him, and how it reminded him that good people still exist.

Sometimes, what people need most is not only practical assistance. Sometimes they simply need to know they are seen, heard, and valued.

With God, there is no such thing as coincidence.


* This story is written by Pamela from our center in Zahle*

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Each morning there’s someone who beats us. As we arrive at the center in Ashrafieh Elias already has his shop open. His shoe repair shop sits “kitty-corner” across from our center in a small room under the staircase, and each morning he and another neighbor wave as we park and go inside. Elias is 85-year-old widower who because of financial strain cannot stop his work. His son also struggles financially and is unable to help. So, Elias each morning like clockwork opens his shop and waits for customers. We help each month with medications and other things when we have, to help ease his burden. He shared with us that this help (medication, food etc.) each month “makes him feel lighter,” it’s one thing he, “doesn’t have to worry about.”  

Despite his situation his demeanor is calm and welcoming, and he is a steady piece of the community in Ashrafieh. Community connection and building is at the heart of our mission. So part of sowing into the community is caring for those who may not ask for help, for those whose story is woven in the fabric of the community and growing that community to see changes is small ways each day.

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The sound of Instagram or a tiktok reels was heard as the door was cracked open as a teenage girl opened the door to the center. She was greeted with smiles and hugs from the other girls already there. These girls have been coming for about three weeks. They range from teens to young adults.

 

We began sharing about their identity, their importance, how whatever is happening with them should be shared with trustworthy people. Through many subjects, and crafts, we are spending 2 hours weekly with them. And slowly but surely, the girls started to feel more comfortable. And they started to open up on many things that they were passing through, but that they never shared with anyone. 

 

One of the girls 14 who has been displaced from the south who shared with us that she had been bullied since she was a kid. From the classes she learned about why sharing with other is important and she decided to tell her family who have been very supportive of her and helping her. She realizes she doesn’t have to do it on her own.

 

Another one of the girls 17 also displaced, her mother came to us concerned because she had been isolating herself since she was about 13. She didn’t know why and couldn’t get her to share why. At first, she didn’t want to come to the center and between us and her parents we convinced her to come by offering guitar lessons which was something she had wanted for a while. After being in guitar and getting to know us she decided to come with the girls for class, and she began to open up about being bullied and sexually harassed.

 

 

Often teens need a place outside of home to share, make connections and have a safe place to talk about things. At Triumphant Mercy we want to offer these places to these girls. Giving them a place where they can share without fear, shame or judgment and we can offer hope, help and a new dream for a different future.

 

 

 

** This program is done in collaboration with WAM.***

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 Five in the morning Zahra and her family were woken up by the sound of gunfire. A warning from the Israeli army to evacuate the area she lived in the Baalbek had gone out. When the warnings go out no one knows how much time they have. They left in their pajamas and grabbed nothing else for fear of taking too long.

They moved to Saadneyal near our center in the Bekka. Their house had been hit and everything was gone. Baalbek is a stronghold for Hezbollah and so many homes had been hit in this area.

They began receiving some help from our center and getting to know us. After a week or so Zahra asked if she could help sometime and not only receive. She wanted to help give also. She had been touched by the atmosphere that our team creates there and felt she wanted to give back.

Last week she came to help with the distribution. You could see the peace and joy on her face as she helped in hearing other people’s stories and being able to help meet others needs. She told our staff she felt safe with us and wants to continue coming to activities.

She had learned the truth that “it is better to give than to receive” in real time. Though her family struggles she was encountering God in a new way.

As we approach Easter we see what the Lord gave for us. His life, Himself. This is the ultimate eternal gift that we tell each beneficiary about. This is why she feels peace and safety at our center because of what He gave to us.

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Aya woke up to the sound of her daughter crying. She reached out to her in the dark and pulled her close, whispering calming words to her to help her to get back to sleep.  Aya and her daughter left Baalbek an area with many Hezbollah members that has been repeatedly hit by the Israeli army. They fled or the sake of her daughter, who was struggling. Any loud sound makes her upset and causes her to start crying.

At our center in Saadneyal, near Zahle, Aya and her daughter have found a safe place. She told us how grateful she was and how she feels supported by the center.

What made her the happiest though was that her daughter told her how safe she feels at our center and how much she loves coming.  Even telling her that she wants to keep coming even when they go home.

This is one of our key priorities. A safe place where even in the midst of war and hopelessness there is a place their soul can rest, in His presence.

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Our new center in Saadnayel (near the Bekaa Valley) is a new adventure for us. Situated between two mosques the call to prayer rings out five times each day and the area is primarily untouched by other NGOs. We are new to this area but the open door the Lord has given us is clear. As we opened our center and began reaching out to the community around, some were skeptical at first but after they began to see our hearts and love they began opening their homes and inviting us in. This story is from one of the home visits.

This is the story of a widow living alone with her two children, Abdul and Bayan. Their home carries sadness and fear, because the father passed away from cancer when the children were still very young. They grew up without financial stability or the support of a father, and life was not easy for them or their mother.

What makes this story powerful is the mother’s strength. She stood against the father’s family to keep her children with her, and she worked many jobs so she could raise them under her care. Every decision she made was for their emotional peace. Instead of giving the normal medication to numb the children out and protect them from the emotional pain of the father’s passing, she chose the harder road: to stay close to them, guide them, and help them heal with patience and love.

Today, she is proud of them. They grew into polite, aware, and respected young people. Her daughter Bayan has a deep spiritual sensitivity. She often senses people through their energy. She once said, “I didn’t feel comfortable… I didn’t feel the angels around them.”

But when our team member visited their home, Bayan felt peace. She told her mother, “When she entered, I felt a line of angels coming in with her.”

Between loss, widowhood, and hardship, this family survived with faith. God gave the mother the strength to carry her children through life, and guided our team to reach this home without knowing anything about them—just following the leading of the Lord where He heard a prayer.

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I walk into the smell of paint, the sound of power tools and chatter of workers. For the past few months, we have been preparing the new center, and now the doors are opening, just like our hearts, to new beginnings. Day by day, the place took shape, with rooms being arranged, supplies organized, and corners filled with warmth and welcome. It was more than just setting up a new place. It was preparing a space for children, youth, and families to feel at home. A place where they could learn new skills, laugh, and find hope.

Alongside this, we felt welcome in the neighborhood and in the homes of the people we visited. We started in groups, walking around the area, meeting new people. Each place had a story.  We were curious to learn about the people, their lives, and their struggles. We heard heartbreaking stories from the very first day. With every visit, we encouraged them to get out and join our programs, especially women, who are often unemployed and stay at home moms who only leave for groceries or to get their children.

A season of new beginnings is unfolding. What was once a vision is turning into reality. Each day faces began to reappear at our door, greetings grew warmer, and conversation stretched longer. We are exploring their interests and how we can grow together. With every new step, we are reminded that this is only the beginning.

—-Pamela 

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The soft beep of the air conditioner echoes in the large room, the silence will be filled in the next hour by the voices, laughter and shouts of 70 children in our Dekwaneh center and 40 in our Ashrafieh center. It’s the calm before the chaos.

Teachers and volunteers are talking about the day and making sure they have all the materials they need, and I am running around answering the requests.

But even amid these things reaching the next generation is our goal. This year the older teens aren’t camp goers they are helpers.  We wanted to give them a sense of ownership and responsibility. One of our helpers shared with us how helping made her feel,

“It was a beautiful experience, it was something new, you get more responsibility. You get to meet new kids and play with them and make them happy.” –Eliane

One of the mothers who helped with camp also shared her thoughts,

“This is not my first year and every time I feel like I’m more involved in the family because the staff who work there don’t make you feel like they’re working, and they treat the kids like they are their own kids, and they teach them about the Bible and how to respect each other” –Mira

The kids were enjoying exploring new things and the older groups were asking great questions. One day during my craft one of the boys in the youngest group saw a stack of children’s bibles in the corner. He asked about them. We had been planning to give them at the end of camp. But he was so excited, I brought him with his bag to the corner and slipped a bible in early. The next day while I was sitting on the side he came over and whispered to me that his sister wanted one too.

As we ended our camp, we asked the parents and children for feedback and a letter from one of the parents hit our hearts.

“Blessings to the best TM team. No words can describe the love and joy of my daughter Tina. A month passed like a dream, a beautiful dream. She was coming home and telling me how much she was happy. God give you strength and be with you. God bless your families. Many Blessings for years to come and success. Hope next year will be longer. “

The seeds planted over this summer will bloom through the year as our connection with the children and their families grow. We will see the flowering of these seeds and Lebanon will benefit from the fruit and joy they will bring. The farmer sows the seeds for generations and we believe that these seeds will change generations in Lebanon.

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This June 2025, caps were thrown into the air and diplomas were given for the last group of children who would graduate from TM school.

But behind every diploma is a story of resilience and perseverance. The pressures both teachers and students were under this year were overwhelming, yet all refused to give up.

The teachers invested themselves more and the children overcame instability, change of classrooms, and going online at certain times and they navigated the unfamiliar with grace.

A big shout to our admin team who had many challenges to overcome, from transportation to new locations, to finding alternatives to every project and resolving issues that arose with the change

 

The graduation day was joyful yet had a bittersweet taste. The students gathered to receive their diplomas, and we all got to celebrate their success.

 

For the smaller children, we partnered with heart for Lebanon to sing, dance and play.

For the older ones we went out to a park where we danced and had breakfast before the students walked proudly on the graduation stage to receive their diplomas believing that a bright future awaits them

 

The goodbyes were filled with sadness, but we look at the future and see we have equipped our kids well. We equipped them not only to pass a grade but to overcome obstacles and believe in themselves and in God who makes a way where there seems to be no way.

— Founder and Director, Nuna Matar

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Her smile spread broadly across her face as the video called opened and she saw our faces. Her joy was evident in seeing us but mostly that she was back in her home, where she was happiest.

After the ceasefire many men went back to the south of Lebanon to check on their homes. They worked together to make repairs before the return of their wives and children.

As we spoke with Mona, she showed us the damages to the home. She showed us the glass that was replaced and the remaining cracks in the walls and ceiling, where water comes in when it rains. She showed us the 1-inch gap in the front door so they can no longer lock it properly.

But She also proudly showed us the view from her balcony looking over trees and green hills, reminding us of the beauty of Lebanon and hope for this nation.

We met Mona when her family fled to Beirut from Rmeish (southern Lebanon) She’s one of many families that we are staying in touch with. Her, her siblings, and all their children, 11 in all, squeezed into a tiny apartment near our center.

Joumana is another woman that we met in similar circumstances. Her family fled from Dahieh (the Shiite suburb of Beirut) to her sister’s home, near our center. Their family plus her sister’s family made nine in a house made for four people.

As soon as the ceasefire was announced, the next day they returned to their home. They didn’t care that the windows still needed to be fixed and it was full of dust from being open to the air. They wanted to be home.  

Both look back on the war as tough, but they share with us as they remember that when they came to us, they felt relief, they felt loved, they felt cared for and most of all they felt hope.

Like Joumana and Mona, we are following up with many who we met during the war. Whether it was a food box given, a mattress and blanket or a prayer we are continuing to keep these relationships and look forward to what God is doing and what He will do.  

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I sit wrapping gifts as our team makes calls to the displaced people from the south. What’s the question? Have you returned to your home? If not, how are you planning to handle the cold? The answers have a wide range.

 

 “I cannot my home is damaged.”,

 

“We want to go to check our house is, but it is in the “no-go” zone.”

 

 “To we don’t want to risk it.”

 

 There are some who can afford it that are continuing to rent in Beirut just in case things start again but are going back and forth checking on their home and coming to Beirut.

 

As we approach Christmas it is an (confused) time. Nothing is certain, nothing is set. The cease fire is 60 days, and the Christians in Lebanon are tentatively letting themselves get excited for Christmas. Though it will be an uneasy Christmas.

 

In these times that we are uncertain of what is next we can rest on the one who we know is still in control. God is still working in Lebanon and so we are still working. It is a confusing time of our regular schedule, with the added Christmas festivities, plus the question of the resumption of war.

 

But as we remain steadfast in Him, we enter into the season that reminds us God is not far. In fact, He came close. We in the same way want to continue to remind the people He is close He is not far, and we remain with them.

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A shiver runs through me as I swing my legs out of bed into the cold winter air. The smell of rain is evident after the stormy night. I get out of my warm bed with a proper mattress and stack of blankets in my home, but for over 1.5 million Lebanese this winter that is not the case.

 

Many of the 1.5 million displaced people sleep on thin mattresses on the cold floor. Some of them in displacement centers, some stuffing 3-4 families in one apartment and still some in makeshift tents on the streets. Though many of the displaced are now making their way home due to the cease fire, for many this is still the case since many are returning to either destroyed homes or are still unsure of what will happen next.

 

 As the days get colder and colder the winter chill is slowly seeping through the mattresses and no matter the pile of blankets the cold cuts through. And for older individuals and those with other medical problems the cold itself creates problems.

 

We are giving as many blankets as we can and will begin to give hot water bottles. For those with electricity we are providing heaters and for those who without we are providing gas heaters. This will only keep the cold away for so long.

 

Though the there is a cease fire we continue into winter we hold out hope that there will be a change in Lebanon. We will do what we can to help, but our ultimate hope lies in the coming change. The Lord uses all things, and the Lord has plans for Lebanon.

 

Triumphant Mercy wants to play our part in that plan and continues to serve and bring hope where others have lost it, because we rely on our eternal hope and not what we see in front of us.

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There are only moments of silence at the center now in between the rotation of people coming and going.

 

 Displaced families from the south coming in to register, while at the same time mattresses, supplies, food and deliveries going out.

 

Everywhere there is stacks of supplies to give. From mattresses stacked against one wall to diapers and cleaning supplies stack against another. Even as I write this, I’m interrupted to help unload a car full of clothing.

 

This has been the normal for the last two months. Each day we come not sure exactly what will be on the list for the day. Will we be packing? Will we be visiting? Will we be delivering?

 

The one thing that is constant, is a few volunteers. These aren’t any volunteers though. These volunteers are from among the displaced. One volunteer said,

 

 “I went and helped at other places too, but I saw your team was the only team working with such joy that I decided I wanted to spend my time with you all.”

 

Instead of choosing to give up they are choosing to help serve their neighbors in the same situation.

 

The conflict between Israel and Hezbollah has created a wave crashing in on those who were already struggling just to pay their electricity and school fees and now the stress from the war is also laid on them.

 

Triumphant Mercy has always prided itself in flexibility in responding to what is needed for the community at that moment. Whether that is a practical need like food or medication or an emotional or spiritual need like encouragement, hope or prayer.

 

Triumphant Mercy is dedicated to being the hands and feet of Jesus to the community, and to those who are displaced. Sitting and hearing stories, sharing tears and reminding them that God hears, and that He has not forgotten.

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I sit in the middle of the madness. On one side the head cook is giving orders to the team cooking. I can hear the sound of knives on cutting boards and the heat from the boiling pots drifts into the hallway. On the other side there is discussions about delivery of food and mattresses, “100 here and another 200 there” as well as phone call after phone call to our director as more and more people ask for help.

With over one million people displaced everywhere there is need everywhere, everyone is asking for help. Many people are sleeping on the ground since the mattresses are hard to find, many who fled to shelters up in the mountains are asking for blankets as the nights begin to get cold.

 

Message after message comes into our inbox on our Instagram and emails asking how they can help. Then responding in the morning when the GPS is being scrambled keeping people from finding the location where they need to go to volunteer.

 

With the intensity of the war increasing in the last couple weeks, there is a shift in Lebanon. The last two weeks have been rough but there is a feeling of change rising.  There is a hope rising, a hope for change, a hope for a future. As Triumphant Mercy serving we are also seeing Lebanese rising up to serve those in need and there is a belief arising among the Lebanese to see a “new Lebanon.” We are seeing the answer to prayers and we are seeing people watching with a renewed hope as we continue to pray and see Lebanon grow into who she was meant to be.  

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The past week in Lebanon has been intense, with Israeli attacks marking an escalation in the conflict between Israel and Hezbollah, the militant group based in southern Lebanon. The airstrikes, which were triggered by rising tensions in the region, have targeted Hezbollah positions and critical infrastructure.

 

As a result, a large number of civilians have been displaced, fleeing the violence in the south. The UN estimates that 500,000 people, or 10% of Lebanon’s population, are now seeking refuge in public schools or sleeping outdoors in parks.

 

An additional half a million people are expected to flee, but resources to support them are scarce. Schools have been converted into shelters, but they lack adequate facilities to meet the needs of the displaced. With winter approaching, fears of a humanitarian crisis are mounting. Many people from the south, especially those who depend on agriculture, have lost not only their homes and possessions but also their livelihoods, as their fields have been destroyed by the bombings.

 

Triumphant Mercy has partnered with local shelters and has begun providing hot meals to those taking refuge there each day.

 

In times like this we can really embody the fact that we are the body of Christ. We are his hands and feet. We bring His love with every stir of the rice, with every scoop of lentils, with every smile as a meal is handed off this is our opportunity to bring His presence into the chaos and pain. We pray for a better Lebanon, we pray for peace and we work taking the steps that cross into where He wants to reach.

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The teachers are there, the rooms are ready, and the excited anxiety hangs in the air as the first bus full of children rolls in. The silence is broken by the sound of small voices happily chatting with their book bags in tow. The sound of small feet echoes up the stairs followed by the happy voices of the kids. Each teacher is ready they have been preparing for the last couple weeks for this year and are ready to see the kids learn and flourish.

 

Last year ended abruptly as tensions for Syrian refugees ran high after some political issues. There were fears of raids and there were even questions about whether or not our oldest students would be able to test.

 

Over the summer the fear has shifted and the questions of the situation between Hezbollah and Israel have become the larger question.

 

Despite everything happening these children deserve an education. They deserve a chance to show their God given talents and show that they can be a part of the needed change in their families, their communities and the region.

 

God has set a dream in every heart. Each of these children needs a path to walk to make that dream come true. We pray for each student as they start this year that the dreams that God has given them will not be dampened by circumstance or by words from the world around them, but they will believe as one of the girls at our summer camp declared, “If God is with me, nothing can conquer me.”

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Heavy breathing and sweaty faces lined up ready to go back to the air- conditioned center. They were sweaty but they were smiling. This was the last couple days of camp on our day out. They piled into the vans with questions like, “can we do another week of camp miss” or “where are we going to go next year?” I smiled back and replied, “you’ll have to wait and see.”

 

For the last four weeks 60 kids came each morning to do activities ranging from arts and crafts, board games, technical awakening, sculpture, sports, games, music, and theater. Some started apprehensive about if they would like it but others jumped in with both feet.

 

During the bible class one week they talked about what they were thankful for. One boy who has heart issues shared that he was thankful that Jesus had been with him during his surgery and had never left him. Another just simply sharing that he was thankful to know that Jesus was with him during these hard times sharing no details but with a look of understanding past her age.

 

The teens this year have been specifically impressive. Opening up and having tough discussions and pushing and encouraging each other in new things. They found a place of safety and understanding where they could speak their mind without judgmental eyes from adults. So much so in fact that some of them are still coming each day to hang out and play a game or just chat with the teachers.

 

This is our goal. It’s not just to create a summer program of fun but that this time of “fun” opens doors to hearts. For those who feel they are alone and have no one to really listen to them, that they have a place of peace to let out what’s bothering them and find solutions and healing.

 

Our ears, hearts and doors at Triumphant Mercy always remain “open” just as Christ’s are open to us. So that we may portray His love and presence to the community.

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There was grinning across the faces of the graduates as they put on the cap and gowns. After the hours and hours of late studies and practice tests. One month ago, the group of students traveled across to Syria for their tests. This in by itself was not an easy feat. With the troubles for Syrians in Lebanon there was concern that they kids would get stuck in Syria if they left.

With many calls back and forth to official offices getting special permissions and filling out papers the parents were assured that there would be no problems at the border. They crossed and dedicated themselves to a week’s worth of testing.

After weeks of waiting the results came back and 39 kids were able to walk the stage full of the pride of a job well done. Monday was a time of celebration and joy as they took their certificates while family, friends and proud teachers watched.

Getting to this day has not been easy. In parts of Syrian culture these kids would already be functioning as adults. There were many conversations with parents convincing them to let the kids stay in school. For the girls it was marriage proposals and for the boys work in factories or fields. Thankfully over many cups of tea and many hard and direct conversations the parents were convinced. After the graduation some of the parents even approached us about how their children can continue their education! These parents once skeptical had been convinced.

We look forward to what God has planned for these youth. We pray that each dream they dreamed while at our school comes to fruition that that they can see the hand of God in their lives opening their hearts and doors for their future.

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There is an overload of the senses as the preparations began for the day. The heat from the sun on our skin, the smell of coals from the barbecue, and the sound of clinking of tin trays and knives against the table as tomatoes and lettuce are cut. Everywhere you looked there was something happening and something being prepared. Our Triumphant Mercy staff and about 30 extra volunteers were working hard to prepare the atmosphere for the day with our work and prayers.

Then the buses started to arrive. People were filing in. Children ran to the games and adults grouped together with friends that they had met at our community center. The garden echoed with laughter and voices. Over 900 people came from our beneficiaries despite the over 34-degree weather (92 degrees Fahrenheit). Over 2000 bottles of water and Over 1000 burgers were handed out. Many hadn’t been able to afford meat for months. So, a burger was a treat.

Some of the families we had been visiting the weeks before. In their homes there was sharing of pain, fear and many tears. But when we saw them Saturday there was joy and smiles. Some shared that it was the first “fun” thing that they had done in months since they had no extra cash to get out on their own.

Exhausted, sweaty but happy everyone smiled as they yelled thank you on the way to the buses. We were just as exhausted but with that joy from the inside of serving our people for the day. Seeing their smiles and happiness as they left made all the of perpetrations, sweat and work worth it. We are so thankful to Jesus and the teams of volunteers that made the day possible. We were able to show and demonstrate the joy of the Lord and give them a taste of His goodness.

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A thick heavy cloud of fear hangs in the air like the growing humidity as Lebanon moves into the summer. The Syrian refugees have closed themselves in their homes only daring to go out for necessities. Every knock at the door, every siren heard they hold their breath… is it for us now?

 

General Security officials are raiding illegal businesses run by Syrians closing 500 this last Saturday. Many individuals who are here illegally are “voluntarily” leaving. The pressure is growing.

 

Roads and areas that used to have many people walking now seem almost deserted all over the country. Many Syrians are moving to the north in hopes that the Sunni population there will be less likely to expel them.

 

Our school in Zahle remains closed since last week and will not reopen for the last weeks of the school year. Even if we did open, they wouldn’t come. The teachers and families are too afraid to leave their homes and so we’ve moved the last couple weeks to be within the camps like we did during covid.

 

We are also fighting and working for our 9^th graders. The group that goes each year to test in Syria is now in question. The group was supposed to leave Friday (May 24^th). We are attempting to make sure that after going to test that they will be able to return. Many of the families are scared. Some question whether they want to send the children even with the permissions given.  

 

Though the times are hard we are continuing to work to help. These children never asked to be a part of politics they just want to study and to dream. We are dedicated to them that they would be able to do this not only for their own future but for the future of Syria. When they do return, they can be a force of change for the future there.

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The laughter and chatter of the children died immediately when they rounded the corner and saw the black ground. Flat. The entire camp was gone and there were only pieces of blackened wood standing where tents once were.

 

For the last couple week Syrians in Lebanon have been under intense pressure to leave. With a political leader kidnapped, taken to Syria and assassinated, the undercurrent of anger that has been in Lebanon towards the refugees has bubbled to the surface.

 

It is unconfirmed how the fire started but it was thought to be from an electrical circuit.  Though there is suspicion otherwise.

 

500 families lost their homes and now stay with relatives or in a communal shelter.

Below is from our principal Bethany at our center in Zahle,

 

On April 22, a refugee camp near our Zahle Center burnt to the ground. We have 19 students who lost their homes. Some of our students were at school and came home to no home. Some were at home and escaped with only the clothes on their backs.

 

It’s been a sad and traumatic time for them all. Initially, we didn’t know where our students were as they weren’t coming to school.

When I visited the camp after the fire, I found some students were not coming to school because they were embarrassed, they didn’t have the right clothes. Some weren’t coming because they were sleeping at relatives’ homes. Thankfully, we have now been able to get most of them back though their attendance has been erratic (understandably so).

 As of now, they have not received permission to rebuild their tents and so they remain in a holding pattern of sleeping at relatives and some even sleeping outside.

As an organization, we received a lot of clothes donations to help the victims of the fire. We held an informal market for the families of our students where they were able to come and get clothes for their families. They were very blessed by this gesture and walked away with bags and bags of clothes and shoes for their families

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From the eyes of a child…

The sound of excited chatting with the twinkling of the Christmas tree met me as I came in for the first day of camp. I saw my friend and so I rushed over to her to get my spot next to her. We were so excited for the Christmas camp to start!

We all started downstairs to go over rules and a talk about Jesus. Then we got to go to our first class I got to go to cooking where we got to use chocolate and cake and other things to create a Christmas treat! Then I went to dance and theater class where we practiced a play about the birth of Jesus. Then we had a class that helped us to memorize the story.

A cool thing happened too! When we were in dance class the teacher saw that one of my friends was really good. So, she got him a scholarship to a dance school for a whole year!

The last day we had a party at the end of the day and Santa came! As we left they gave us all a sheep that had stories and songs about Jesus recorded on it when you push it’s foot.

I was so happy! The camp was so much fun and I can’t wait until the next one. It was so much better than staying home and just sitting at home! I learned a lot about Jesus and the Christmas story that maybe next year I’ll be the one to tell it at home!

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The smoky smell of burgers on the grill wafts through the door as tic-tic of knives on cutting boards, Christmas carols and chatter fill the background with sound.

 

 This isn’t the normal at the center, but today is a fun day.  We’ve set up a barbeque outside for the community to drop in. Decorated with balloons, you could walk through and see buns being cut and sauces being prepared.

 

Some are stopping in just for food and some coming to join the festivities. There is laughter and chatter, dancing all around as everyone enjoys the atmosphere of Christmas. With the questions about the future, the war, and troubles in the South of the country many are finding it a bit more difficult to get into the “Christmas Spirit”.

 

Our team goes between cooking, mingling, and serving food. It’s the first time we’ve had a party like this inviting the whole community. But there was one household that needed a delivery today. Eva and her sister were too old to come to the center for their burgers, so a couple of our team made a surprise visit. They don’t have electricity or generator. These two women never married and spent their life as tailors taking care of their mother.  They spend their evenings by candlelight chatting. Despite their circumstances they have a joy for life that we got to partake in that day.

 

We handed out almost 1,200 burgers and had many more conversations.

 

We want the community to know that we stand with them and that they have a place to come when they are overwhelmed or in need. Our goal is that our community center can really be a place of “community,” a place a rest and a place of peace. A place where those who come would know that when they leave, they feel like a weight has been lifted.  That those who come would know that there is something different about this place. That God is in this place.

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We had a story written by one of our staff summarizing the special christmas gift, but then this testimony came in and we felt like our beneficiaries’ words mean more than the story we can tell.  

December 13th, we received a message from a friend sent by one of our beneficiaries. The woman was telling our friend how Triumphant Mercy has stood by her side during hard times. 

She started the message thanking us for giving her kids school supplies like notebooks, pencils, calculators, even backpacks, in the beginning of the school year. 

Today, her husband passed by to pick up the food pack for Christmas. When he arrived home, he put the “Kishk” and “Kawarma” on the table. Both are traditional Lebanese foods.

“She asked him are you kidding? This is from Triumphant Mercy? Our son wanted Kawarma so bad and he has been begging for it for weeks. I honestly can’t afford it. My fridge is empty. I thank God for Triumphant Mercy, God be with you and encourage you to keep on going, God bless you abundantly,give you Grace, and keep your heart. While listening to God you know exactly what people need and you intervene to help. “

After listening to the lady’s voice message, we called her today to ask if we can visit her so we can hear more of her story, what she is facing and to see how we can help her further.  

The Lord knows best how to give His good gifts. He gave us the gift of His son and now we get to be the conduit for His giving now. We wish you a Merry Christmas full of joy in the gift that God has given us.

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Marie hobbled in the door breathing heavily from the short walk, she was two hours early…

Medication has become so expensive, and the price continues to climb higher. Triumphant Mercy is helping to provide medication for over 200 people monthly. Many show up early for the distribution time since they have anxiety about getting their medication.  TM works to bring the most expensive of the medications for them. This is a huge burden lifted from the backs of those we help.

Many of the people we are helping are older individuals who can no longer work and who’s families are already struggling to make ends meet. With winter here the added expense of heating many are extra thankful for the relief that this program offers. They share with us their struggles and their thankfulness. Some even telling us that they feel like they don’t know what they would do if we were not able to help them.

 

Sometimes it’s not only about the medication, but these medications give us a chance to sit with people, to hear about their lives, their struggles and let them know that they are not alone. We are lifting heavy burdens from those who are feeling overwhelmed enabling them to see God working again in their lives.

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I stuff the rest of my breakfast in my mouth as I head toward the stairs, hearing my name being yelled for help from below. I weave my way past guys rearranging things and hear from behind me one of the staff tell a woman that we won’t begin until nine. She’s over half an hour early, and anxious to see the doctors since the price has increased so much to see one here.

 

From the moment we walked in the door today the set up began. We have the blessing of a team of seven doctors from the states who came to volunteer and so a last-minute clinic was set up for our beneficiaries. One of staff spent her Sunday evening sending out text messages to the neediest of those registered and they were already arriving by 8:15 am.

 

The rest of the day runs smoothly with only the occasional call for another translator.  People are continually filling the waiting area and making their way down to receive care. They move from the interview with our staff member who gets all the vital signs and information, then down to the consultation with the doctor. After the consultation they are offered prayer and then given medication and have a chance to see the physical therapist also. These doctors spent five days with us meeting over 400 patients between our centers in Beirut and in Zahle.

 

As people come back up the stairs, for many you can see the relief in their bodies and faces. Smiles where there were furrowed brows and shoulders more relaxed. They all say a thank you as they go out the door and some say this thank you with tears of relief filling their eyes.

 

And these moments are the reason we do it. To lift the burdens and be the healing hands to the hearts and bodies in the community.

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The cool air flows through the open door as Christmas music blasts out to the street. The crinkling of bags and candies being organized joins the twinkling of lights as they are tested before they go onto the tree. It’s a sensory overload. The preparations have started for Christmas.

 

400 bags are being loaded with candies and sweets for the children of each family. These bags will be added to our Christmas packages. 400 families will come and receive the packages a couple days before Christmas. These packages will have enough for the Christmas dinner for 10 people and include the most expensive parts of the meal like chicken.

 

Our team started the preparations last week and will continue through this week and next. Christmas is always a lot of work but the joy and relief on people’s faces as they receive the boxes, makes up for all the work. These families no longer need to ask how they will afford the Christmas meal. It’s a weight that has been lifted.

 

Each year we look forward to this time to give these gifts as we celebrate our greatest gift.

 

The gift that changed our lives, the world and why we do what we do. Christ.

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We asked a few of our students to share about how TM has changed their lives. This is a story from one of our teenage girls Georgia who is 14 years old.

 

“Hello I am Georgia H and this is my small story.

In 2021 I was a teenager who didn’t care about nobody’s feelings. I used to say lots of hurtful words to people that I needed most. I didn’t pray nor care about God or His path I only cared about going out with my friends and having fun. When school started, I was a very noisy girl who annoyed all her teachers but still didn’t care. I almost got expelled from school and still did not care, until I joined my happy place TM Lebanon. Everything changed in a good way.

 I joined in July 11^th 2022 they taught me how to respect others and control my anger. And most importantly they taught me what God really is and what he can do and they never made me feel bad about myself. There’s always positive energy.

2022 is coming to an end as a person I have really changed thanks to TM Lebanon. I’m doing great in all my classes and I know how to respect others and control what I say. Remember if you put all you can do it.

 Thanks God.”

We at TM are so proud of Georgia and the progress and growth she has had during her time with us. We look forward to what she is dreaming for her future. 

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The school year here at the Triumphant Mercy Zahle Community Center has gotten off to a fantastic start! There have been a lot of new and exciting changes that have come with the start of a new school year. During the summer break, we had to say goodbye to our founder and fearless leader of the past 10 years??, Ansa Christine. This was a shock to many as she decided to step down and pursue new endeavors. It was difficult to see her go as Ansa Christine had built the school from the ground up and has been with us through every change, challenge, and success. We owe so much to her years of service to the school. Despite the sad goodbye, the teachers were also excited and willing to embrace new leadership and move forward with the school. 

Smiles, laughter, and genuine excitement have echoed through the school these first few weeks. The teachers and students alike have all expressed how much they like the new look of the school. We gave the school a fresh coat of paint as well as cleaned and organized a lot!!!  At the start of the year, there has been a great sense of teamwork and open minds as we implemented new procedures in the school. It’s been amazing to see how willing and ready everyone was for these changes. As I walk through the school, I am always made aware of how much love and appreciation there is for the school. The excitement, anticipation, and joy we see on the students’ and teachers’ faces every day is contagious. They are so grateful to be in school and learning. Every day we have had to turn away parents who are trying to register their children. It’s so exciting to be a part of a community that is making a difference in so many families’ lives. We are all looking ahead toward a great school year filled with fun and learning!

-Bethany 

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One in the middle of the statue, another in a flower bed, another on the very tip of a tree branch and the clues were hidden. Over 100 questions are now scattered across the park awaiting the excited children. Our last day of camp was a treasure hunt. A couple of us staff had snuck out the door early to hide the clues ahead of the children.  

A few minutes later the bus is unloaded, and the teams are ready to go. The next couple hours were filled with running, racing and laughter as each team raced to finish the questions to reach the final question. After about 45 minutes there were cheers of success, and we had a winner and the day finished with happiness from the kids and a sense of satisfaction from the staff.

For the last five weeks there has been around 70 children coming every morning for games, stories, art, theater, and personal development and more classes. This camp was not only about having fun. They were meant to take something with them greater than just a toy or having fun.  They were meant to take a deeper understanding of themselves, God and life lessons with them that would serve them for more than just the summer but for their lives.

 

Below are some quotes from the kids about the camp:

 

To the question, “What did you learn?”

“Arts, teamwork and Patience” ~Aya age 6

“More about God and how I can forgive” ~Elio age 7

“Respecting the time, discipline and respecting the other person while they are talking” ~Emilio age 9

“I learned to think about my actions” ~Houssam age 9

“To respect and self- control” ~Georgia age 14

“Cooperating with friends and meeting new friends and how to collaborate” ~ Rime age 14

“Invention, acting and life lessons” ~ Dimitry age 12

We saw so much growth from so many kids. I think it’s fair to say mission accomplished. Small things they take away like this help these young people grow into better people and investing in the younger generation is investing in the future of Lebanon.

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On May 27th, the grade 9 students were ready for their journey. They packed their bags and waited hours on the border between Lebanon and Syria. They were excited, and nervous as well. Their exams were starting the next day. Students were preparing for this day the whole year. Their parents as well. The last meeting with the parents showed how much they trust the school, teachers, and directors. They had confidence in us with the safety of their kids, especially the girls. The year has been a long journey for students, but by their perseverance, they were able to pursue their goals. Before leaving for Syria, students hugged their teachers and assured them they were ready for their exams, and that going will change their lives. They were an example to other classes, an encouragement for them to persevere in their focus on their goals.

Students from other classes were supporting their grade 9 friends, telling them they couldn’t wait to reach grade 9 to get a degree. Kids now talk about having a goal. Despite difficult life conditions, and a tough studying atmosphere, they are intent on getting an official degree from Syria and experiencing this journey. They are also working on additional skills through extracurricular activities such as sports, sewing, carpentry, computer, and painting, among others. These kids are working very hard to stay in school. They are afraid of being forced, by their family, to work and lose their opportunity.

One of the grade 6 students, Hatem (16 years old) had to fight for his education during this year. His parents wanted him to quit school to work and support his family. For a few weeks, he went to work. But he came back and caught up with everyone. As his teacher, I must say that his dedication and performance were great. His yearning for learning was obvious. At the beginning of the year, he didn’t participate with his friends but now he is the first to raise his hand to answer. Hatem and all the students at Beqaa Center are preparing for their final exams and looking forward for the upcoming years of education.

–Written by Pamela teacher at the School

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The following is a letter from one of the ladies who has participated in our programs. She wanted to express her thanks and love and how Triumphant Mercy has blessed her.

 

*note that the following was translated from Arabic*

 

This special hour that I spend with the loved ones who are devoted to our Beloved Redeemer Jesus Christ.

 

I want to thank first the leader of this center, the servant of God, Mrs. Nouna, and her family, for establishing this social center.

 

Yes, it is the Triumphant Mercy Center whose first and last goal is human dignity and development for a better to be person, and this is what we need now in Lebanon. Triumphant Mercy Center played a big role in my life, my personality, my self-development and my self-confidence, which prompted me more and more to visit the center with strong eagerness and without hesitation. I miss them all, they are my second family. They are my psychological and spiritual comfort, and this is what I have longed for.

 

Allow me, even briefly, to go back to that special moment and describe to you how I reached Triumphant Mercy for the first time.

 

I received a call from the center for food pack distribution. Maral received me with a face full of mercy, love, and a gentle smile. The day I stepped into the center, I started to feel a change. Maral played a major role, psychologically and spiritually through the experiences that ravaged my life. I was telling her everything; I don’t know how and why I opened up to her. She used to hold me tight and pray with me. Her prayers were quickly answered. I encountered Jesus in lovely way and that made me, day after day, more and more confident in Him.

Maral handed me three opportunities upon my arrival: food, e-learning and spiritual encouragement.

 

Rime, the energetic, intelligent, and sweet girl, filled by the talents of the Holy Spirit, taught me computer lessons and technology. In my life I wanted to learn from these about these things, but my circumstances did not allow me. So here the Lord is allowing me at this special time to learn and acquire the art of writing, and I am now typing this letter to you! How beautiful this is.

I also had a dream to learn English, this is my special hour with my young blonde teacher, Miss Kelsey. I am working with her to acquire this language, so I am becoming, even in a simple way, able to speak, read and understand English, and now I am sure that I can do everything with the help of God. Everyone is thankful for this team, everyone who knocked on their door.

 

As for the classes upstairs, the voice of the Lord calls us through Nadine. She is the screaming voice in the wilderness and the bride of Christ. The virtuous women and I meet weekly to hear the word of God. We pray and the Holy Spirit makes us weep. We rejoice in the word of God. We are nourished spiritually. Spiritual blessings are poured upon us to strengthen us and make us strong in front of our difficulties and trials, especially at this point in our country. Lebanon is passing through hard times. Here I was strengthened personally and experienced the love of my beloved Jesus, that I was asking for from the bottom of my heart. It is a special hour for my spiritual and family life. At the end of the bible study, we go out with the peace of Jesus, happy and loving, assured that he would not leave us orphans, His Holy Spirit is with us to the end of eternity.

 

We are thankful for Triumphant Mercy, and I thank the Lord for all of you, wishing that this center will continue under the patronage of the Lord and pour out more blessings upon you.

 

One last word Congratulations to our Dekwaneh region, how much I wish that every region in my country will have such a center full of mercy, whose first and only goal is to help people with dignity and spread the word of God. I love you so much and surely Jesus loves you much more.

A.S

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Trudging with my stuff I weave through the crowd, “excuse me Madame… sorry Monsier,” just to get through the door. It’s more than half an hour before registration starts, and there are at least 50 people waiting already. They are anxious to get their families registered. The parking is blocked and the staff who are usually inside preparing for the day, are outside arranging, and setting up early. We need to start because the people are blocking the street. The hum of people speaking continues for the next two hours as the morning students come in and most are assigned videos so that they can focus.

 

It’s introductions only for today. We take a bit of their story and a small amount of information, and each family will receive a visit to their home. For us it’s a way to double check information, but mostly to be able to sit and hear about their lives. We hear the pain and the hurt, the struggles, and the trails. We want to be a listening ear and a hopeful presence as we come. Many have no one to listen. They compare their problems to their neighbors and remain silent if their situation isn’t as bad. But with a tanking economy, their money locked in banks (if they have any) the need is great, whether or not they talk about it. Many go without electricity because they can’t pay the bills. Some of our regular students bring their phones each morning to charge.

 

As the need grows, we continue to open the doors to be a safe presence in the community. Some come to ask for help, some just want to sit and talk with us. Either way we are here to be a presence of Christ in the community. To remind them they are not forgotten and that there is and will be more for Lebanon.

 

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We knew the snow was coming, we knew for days and everyone was on edge hoping it wouldn’t be as bad as they feared. Alas, it did snow and it snowed a lot, the most snow Lebanon has had in seven years. 

After a few days of being snowed in, I was finally able to make it to the camps to check on some of the teachers who live in the camps. What a sight! I can tell you honestly I will never look at snow the same way again. A group of women that I passed kept asking me to take pictures of the conditions saying “We want the world to see this. We want them to see what is happening here!” I saw men working together to shovel snow into wheelbarrows to transport it out of the camp. No snow plows come to the camps. 

The roads were piled high with snow! I had to traverse the large mountains of snow in the road just to get to one of the teacher’s houses. This teacher had asked me to lend her a pair of rubber boots so she could walk around her camp in the deep snow and sludge. She told me her kitchen had flooded and I could see that the snow was still piled high in her courtyard. There was no escape from the cold and the wet. Despite the snow, I saw many children running around without shoes. One teacher told me that she and her husband had to work all night on the roof of their tent shoveling snow to keep the roof from collapsing under the weight of the snow. Another teacher, a mother of 5 with newborn twins had her tent collapse on her entire family! They had to hurry to get the children and babies out and then propped up the tent with a plank of wood for reinforcement. The phrase I kept hearing was “I’m afraid of the snow”. I can now understand why. 

Now, three weeks on, much to everyone’s relief, the sun has finally come out, the snow has mostly melted and people are hopeful that the worst of the cold is behind them. However, the snow left damaged tents, and roads full of water and mud in its wake. All this amongst a broken economy with soaring prices. One teacher told me, “I can’t afford to feed my family. My money goes directly to bread and fuel and then it’s gone in a few days.” My children are cold and they don’t understand why we can’t use the heat. One teacher told me she and her three kids had to move back in with her mother because she couldn’t afford to buy fuel to heat her home. Recently there has been some relief with the donation of fuel vouchers. One teacher recently told me that the fuel vouchers were provided the same day she ran out of fuel and did not know how she was going to be able to buy more. The timing was perfect. People are grateful for whatever help they can get. Everyone is now looking toward spring, praying it will arrive soon. —Bethany 

If you would like to give to help buy gas to help a family heat their home in Zahle please head on over to our giving page or click here.

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As I open the door the smell of fresh cut citrus hits me. I take a depth inhale of the sweet yet sour smell as I head into the bathroom. The guys in the back of our center in Ashrafieh are sending the oranges through the slicer so they can place them on the trays to be dehydrated. Rows and rows of orange slices are lined up and it will be about 12 hours before they are ready. After the 12 hours they come out looking almost like stained glass in the sun. Then they are packaged and ready to go to homes to be enjoyed as a healthy snack.

 

These dehydrated fruits will begin to work their way towards other nations and into markets and exhibitions across Lebanon. These aren’t just any dehydrated fruits these fruits are meant for more.

 

Okay it sounds a bit cheesy, but the point is that this is meant to continue to grow as a business and give jobs to Lebanese when many businesses are having to downsize or scale back. These fruits are working to open doors for some and provide a living wage in a weakened economy.

 

At Triumphant Mercy we don’t only desire to give help, but to empower. Giving someone work can help lift them. Maybe they learn a new skill, maybe they find a calling and a purpose greater than they thought or could dream in the current situation.

 

Dreaming breaks boundaries, and it pushes us towards who we were meant to be. We don’t normally dream best from our couches watching devastating and depressing news. We dream when we set our hands to something. Maybe it’s something small to begin with but it’s important to not despise the days of small beginnings.

 

Just as TM dreams we want to encourage those who dream around us to not stop at the small dream, but allow their dream to grow and be the change the nation needs.

If you’re interested in ordering our dehydrated fruits. Head on over to the instagram page (Click here for Heart Bites). Check it out, give us a follow or like and message to order some fruits! 

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Mid English class there’s a knock that interrupts the quiet room and I go to the door to see what the man waiting needs. He’s there to pick up his medication. I grab the paper and the stack of medication and bring them out to him. He signs the paper and there is an exhale and his shoulders relax as he takes the medication and takes an extra minute to look me directly in the eyes and say, “thank you.” “Really, you don’t know how much this helps.”  

 

As the situation for medication continues to deteriorate many are bringing suitcases full of medication when they come into Lebanon and even traveling to get cancer medications. For the many who can’t afford to travel, or can no longer afford to buy the medication, they rely on NGOs like ours.  

 

Four months ago, TM began to register families for medications. When word got out that we had started doing medications we began to have people coming daily to ask if they also can register for medication. 

 

Being able to continue to provide and help families during this time gives them a place that lets them now they are not alone. Knowing you are not alone is key to continuing to move forward. With so much working against them we desire to have people know we are next to them and ready to do what we can to help them and give them hope to keep going.

 

 

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Seven in the morning yawning and cold we are waiting for the fresh chicken to arrive.

 

Over the next three days chickens and cartons filled with beef, rice, oil, vegetables, fruit, and cakes will pass through our hands to 500 families just in time for Christmas dinner.

 

Each of these three mornings the team walks in clean and walks out covered with dirt from vegetables and with tired muscles from filling and giving out boxes.

 

“This box needs rice!” and “I need potatoes here” are shouted across the room as everyone works together to sure that each box is full and ready to be handed out. As the boxes are filled they begin to overflow out the door, as we don’t have room for everything inside.

The people start to arrive and the tent must go up. The rain is coming. We can’t stop there are too many boxes and the guys helping carry the baskets get the ‘short end of the stick’ as they go back and forth with baskets, in and out of the rain.

Many of these families are early anxious to be able to give their families a Christmas meal. Because of the economic situation in Lebanon and the dramatic decline in the currency most families cannot afford any chicken or meat in their diets. To be able to have chicken on Christmas is a special treat, and some have tears in their eyes as they receive their box.

On the Monday after Christmas as the team arrived there were over 100 messages on our hotline. They were messages of thankfulness and gratefulness from families that were able to celebrate because of our work.

 

During these tough times we want to be able to bring a light to Christmas just as we were brought the light of Christ.

 

 It was a dark time filled with uncertainty that Christ came as the light to bring hope. We in the same way want to bring His hope through bringing practical help. It starts one by one. Bringing practical help to the body, that allows us to speak the hope of the Savior to the soul. He is the hope that fills empty stomachs and empty souls. This is Christmas, the coming of hope, the coming of Christ.

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We all know that boys love hands on activities and challenges. Every Monday and Thursday, at TM’s carpentry workshop, boys have a special day where they can create things they enjoy and develop their skills.

Accompanied by an expert, they learn the basic steps of carpentry. They first learn to take and make measurements and finish having made complete tables and other crafts. Many of them have discovered a great hobby they did not know they would enjoy and can now express themselves and their struggles through these creations.

At the workshop, you would see a group of boys working hand in hand. Working like this brings them closer together and creates and strengthens friendships. You can feel the group spirit as they help each other and see their focus and their willingness to do and learn more.

With every item they make, their eyes light up and happiness flows. They feel proud of their achievements and eager to show off their handiwork.

For them, carpentry is not only a new skill to learn, but it shapes their personality and character. The workshop is a place for healing, friendships, and hope.

Pamela

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Happy, joyful, and loved

We are delighted to see the joy in the eyes of the kids’ at TM during Christmas time. During these bad times impacting people and enjoying these happy moments are precious. We can be a light in the dark days of the kids who received useful gifts and toys, to be able to live their childhood and feel loved.

God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son to save us, and He became Emmanuel, God with us. It is our joy and blessing to bring God and his joy closer to these kids, and to show them the Father’s love.

Kids from different classes were gathered, listening to Christmas songs, and clapping with excitement… it was a beautiful day to share with them. Kids deserve happy times, so we stand by them and lead them into a better tomorrow.

-Pamela

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The “ding” of different notes comes distantly from the room upstairs as the guitar students practice. Each taking their half an hour after their tutoring time to practice what they learned in class. Slowly we can start to hear songs make their way out of the mix of chords and the students can hear their dedication paying off. Requests to start to come Christmas love songs come from the teenagers as we near the holidays and the excitement grows as they hear songs they know coming from their own hands.

 

The newer class started only a couple weeks ago is the piano. The teacher sits with two students next to her and in different octaves practicing scales and short melodies. Then they rotate and the next two come and sit.

 

Music, like a new language builds new bridges in the mind and can communicate things we cannot say with words. The feelings and emotions that are held deep down. The ones we were created to express since we are made in the image of God.

Many times these things that need to be expressed, to keep moving forward with hope for a future. Music changes and music inspires. Remember how many times you’ve been in a dark place and were lifted by a song or just the sound of the music. It has power and a power that can deliver a message. As we work to raise up messengers of change a freedom, it’s another tool we can give them to move forward and dream for a future.

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Out of breath, running as fast as he can, Antoine made it just in time to catch the bus to the field. Every Tuesday we have our football (soccer) group. The group, in just five weeks has doubled in size with new kids showing up each week and jumping in before we even know their names. The van we have is jam packed and the staff are having to use their personal cars in order to get all the kids there.

 

After arriving they empty the bus that now looks like a “clown car” as the kids come out, and break into two groups by age. One group goes into the discussion and the other heads to the field first. The discussion group talks about real life subjects and stories from athletes who are believers and the obstacles they faced. Last week one of the students was given the responsibility to prepare a devotion for the group from the gospel of Luke. He spent four hours reading and when presenting he talked about how we love each other.  After the teaching and their friend sharing kids have time to discuss and talk about how these principles affect the way they play sports and how it affects their real lives. After an hour the two groups switch.

 

After a few weeks we’ve had more than one kid say to one of the teachers/coaches, “Can I talk to you alone?” These discussions give these teenagers a place other than just their families to express how they feel or share something they want help with changing. The trust and honor that these kids and teens have begun to put in the teachers allows the teachers to encourage this generation to dream bigger, not be afraid of hard work, have no fear to stand out. 

 

It’s those who “stand out” that are the changers of the world. These are the ones who have the audacity to challenge what is wrong in the world and then the hard work they learn makes them not give up when they hit roadblocks. This is the generation we are working to raise that will work to change the wrongs in front of them for a better world.

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Even with a day off from work, they are here. The life coaching class is not one that we want to skip a week. This class is key to giving the power to make changes in their lives. Giving practical skills and new ways of thinking that move those who are stagnant into motion.

 

This week they are working on how to change the way we think about events. The life coach’s example? Rain.

What do YOU think about when you know that it’s raining?

 

Is it positive or negative? If it’s negative, how do we change it? Each person in the group shares how they think and how they came to have that idea of it. As they share and coach Gio brings around the discussion, you see the light come on and the idea hitting home. Not only is it hitting home but the examples they share are coming from their lives.

 

Realizing we have the power to change how we think about things is a key to moving forward. This gives a perspective that can move someone forward instead of being stuck.  This is the type of thinking that changes situations and lives. 

 

These ones who are in class are changers. They are taking seriously what they need to do to change their lives. These small changes, growing person by person, changes cities, and nations. These are those who refuse to give up. They will look at a challenge as an opportunity. These are those who will persevere and who will lead others into change and a new future for Lebanon.

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It’s nine o’ clock, and the first hour of English students are arriving. Usually, they are here a few minutes before nine and are waiting their turn to come in.

 

The soft click…click…click of typing and soft mumbling of sounding out a word is the hum of the room.  Each hour, a change in the people, disinfecting ensues along with new assignments. Different levels all in the same room learning not only from me and the programs but also from each other. Sometimes when someone asks me about a word another student answers before I get the chance, everyone working together to help each other learn and improve their skills.

 

Some hours are quiet and all that is heard is the hum of the A/C as they concentrate. Other hours like the conversation sections are full of fun and laughter. Idioms was on the list first for the advanced conversation class. The puzzled faces as I tested them to see if they could figure out what they mean before I told them. Interesting to find out that some of them exist in Arabic but are the exact opposite meaning!

 

Times are filling up as the (mostly) ladies tell their friends and fill the hours with groups of neighbors. The learning creates a comradery at the center and opens doors for other activities. The trust gained through learning transfers over to the women’s groups and the life coaching hours.

 

Trust is key to impacting lives and creating a community that will thrive. We want to build trust in real ways that improve and bring opportunities to those in the community while allowing us to open the hearts of those around us to hear that there is a hope and there is a future and that we believe it starts with individual finding out and walking in who they were meant to be.

— Kelsey 

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A sense of relief and graciousness from parents as they file through to pick up the backpacks. Excited kids waiting for their turn, peeking inside to find: notebooks, pencils, pens, a lunch container, toothpaste, soap, towel, a mask, toothbrush and a water bottle.

 

All of this is worth around 600,000 Lebanese Lira. For some this is more than they make in a month.

 

Usually, this time of year is an exciting time preparing for the coming school year. This year, for many it’s a scary time. Parents unsure if they can afford to pay school fees or to purchase the needed school supplies for this coming year.

 

There are many questions about how the school year will proceed. Will there be in school with Covid number rising still? There are also questions about electricity and whether students will be able to join online. If the children return to the building will there be gas or petrol for parent so drive them or a school bus to pick them up?  There are so many questions with no answers in sight.

 

 All these questions lead to more stress on families. For these families the issues collide, from finances for the supplies, COVID numbers, and not having WIFI to join online because of lack of electricity.

 

This is why, this year specifically, our cooperation with School in a Bag is so important. These school bags given out will take at least one of those stresses from families. Though, giving the “load” of the backpacks to the children, we are lightening the load for parents.

 

The bags cleared customs just in time to get to the kids as school is starting. It’s one of our goals to offer practical help that allows a burden to be lifted and a small piece of hope and a reminder that they are not alone.

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*NOTE* This article was originally posted on Missions Network News. You can read the original article here.

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Christian ministries in the country continue to provide food and other resources to those in need, but they also want to see healing in Lebanese society through sustainable growth.

Providing people jobs

Nuna with Triumphant Mercy Lebanon says, “We have visited people who just say, ‘I don’t want your help, I want you to provide me a job.’ So many people have said this, so this is what we’re trying to do. I know we cannot do much. I know we cannot provide like 100,000 jobs. This is something a government can do, but we can start to do small things.”

Nuna says they place some people working with children, some working in the kitchen on dehydrated food, and others teaching soccer or dance. These are very small jobs, but they provide people with a little income.

Healing

They also provide community and outlets for creativity. Nuna says, “When you’re in a depression, you cannot be creative. So we have groups of people who do some trauma healing.”

As people work and share their lives together, Nuna says it’s a good opportunity to share the hope of Jesus. “It’s quite easy actually to share the Gospel, to share the hope of Jesus. We say there is a way to get out of what we are in. And this is Jesus. That’s very acceptable in people’s minds. They are just open for it all the time.”

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A couple hundred used water bottles and cardboard boxes sit in the corner of the center. Little do they know, what excitement they hold. It looks like a pile of trash, but this “trash” will become some very interesting things in the next few weeks. One of the kid’s favorite portions of our summer camp has been the experiments. From Lava lamps, mini water fountains to making balloon-powered cars this pile of plastic bottles is slowly dwindling as the numbers for the camp are growing. Also growing is an excited and a sense of creation. Right now, even as I write, there is a volcano being formed behind me. The teenager group “remodeling” it for the third time to make it look as realistic as possible before they do the explosion.

We started camp with a smaller group as some parents are still wary from Covid, but each week more kids come as kids hear from their neighbors about what’s happening in camp and ask their parents to register them. From experiments to cooking, crafts, dance, music and outdoor games each group gets their chance to experience a sense that they are creating something, a car that moves on it’s own, a beautiful card for a friend, a song or maybe even a waffle. Each day holds something new and each day they are waiting at the door when 9:00 am rolls around. Some showing up half an hour early to make sure they aren’t late.

Yesterday, one of our students who goes to an English-speaking school wrote us a thank you letter. Talking about his love for the teachers and the other kids and his excitement for the camp each day. Lebanon is suffering right now, and it needs creators. Those who look at what they have; something that looks like a pile of trash, and sees something new, something beautiful and something exciting. This is why we call them to create, God created, and we are made in His image, so we create also.

We want to instill in this next generation that creation mindset. One that may be handed one thing but from love, hard work and dedication they choose to redeem it and make it something beautiful.