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The rhythm of the large drops of rain pound on my car as I drive to Ashrafieh. It worried me because all our ladies who were going to attend the meeting today were just now walking to catch the bus.

 

But, as I arrived at the park where our ladies meeting would be held, the chairs were set and a couple of the ladies had already arrived, the bus arrived soon after. The ladies streamed off the bus with excitement and many went around the check in to greet the staff and other ladies. This meeting was combining two of our centers and many hadn’t seen each other since our Christmas breakfast.  

 

After the greetings we started the game. Racing back and forth each team attempted to answer as many questions as they could. As we started to score the game the rain started again. Undeterred by the rain, the ladies quickly grabbed either their umbrellas or trash bags and slung them over their heads. They wanted to make sure their scores were correct. They were driven, they wanted the mystery prize.

 

Finally, with everything scored three teams were in a tie. To break the tie there was a final question. Nadine started to ask and was starkly interrupted by the answer being yelled. Done, the game was won. The prize was boxes of heart bites given to each on the team.

 

After the game there was an encouraging word for the ladies from a visitor and our director. A reminder that they can turn their eyes above, instead of staring at the problem and that they are never alone no matter what the situation.

 

Later on the sun came out and there was food and chatter with small eruptions of laughter and lots of selfies.

 

The bus arrived and it was time to go. With a joy they loaded on to get home with that peace that you get after seeing good friends, that rest that coming together gives. They left knowing they were loved and encouraged to face the next thing that comes their way.

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“You have to close.” This was the municipality coming to the doors of our center in Zahle.

 

 It’s been a crazy year for the kids opening…closing…opening…closing. It’s been going back and forth. The teachers more dedicated than ever, were holding classes over WhatsApp, in their homes when possible, and going home to home with to meet with children. When we were open the teachers were all preparing extra materials to give out when the inevitable closing happened again. 

 

Even, amid distraction while being at home, and the back in forth of the opening and closing the kids persevered. They did what they had to do, to get the work done.  They continued to learn despite the uncertainty.

 

Already living in uncertainty in the times of COVID these children are learning a whole new way to be flexible. They are learning in a practical sense the commonly used phrase, “where there’s a will, there’s a way.” This dedication shows growing maturity and a promising future in these children. The ability to continually overcome obstacles allows these children to grow and always look for the opportunity amidst the problem.

 

Last Friday was the celebration of this hard work. The graduation of the children to their next levels. It was a celebration not only of the normal hard work, but of determination, persistence and will that allowed the school, both teachers and students, to finish this school year with joy and added a little extra importance to their celebration.

 

Our world needs problem solvers for the future, not complainers. These times are training the children from a young age in the ways they should go and are sewing into them hard work and determination that changes cities, and will go to change their nation when they return.

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On…. Off… On… Off… The sweat dripping down their faces, as things are created. This is life in Lebanon right now. Fuel shortages means that the generators that normally make up for the lack of government electricity are not working.  

 

Everything comes on and there is a cheer! The A/C is coming!

 

Lebanon has been struggling with fuel for a while now, but this is something different. Some areas have no generator because their fuel is out and they are unable to get more, leaving the residents with one hour in 24 of electricity. Others have many hours of electricity without the need for the generator at all. People who already cannot afford food, now struggle because anything they have frozen trying to save, is now going bad. 

 

Our summer camp has changed hours to try to meet the hours that we are told there will be generator, but we still end up doing our classes in the dark, and adjust as much as we need. Moving from plan A to B and if necessary plan C.

 

There is no end in sight to these issues. Politicians argue and the people melt in the heat along with their frozen foods. But, these are the times that our faith is tested, and the truths that we know and hold to for Lebanon deep in our hearts arise. 

 

Despite corruption and need, the Bible tells us that Lebanon will be a fruitful field and this is what we are fighting for. This, is why we continue to work in the face of frustrations and hardships, because God believes that Lebanon is worth it. So we tie our hope to His hope and believe that what He said will be, will be.

 

He said it and He will do it. Until then we will see the small seeds, of what He is doing in peoples lives and stand with them. When people become who they were meant to be, the nation will transform into what it is meant to be.

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The kids are denied permission to cross the border!
 
This message appeared on my phone, and I froze. This can’t be! I had spent the whole day Friday in the sun at the Syrian border, with my team working on securing a safe pass for our 9th graders who were going to present their official exams in Syria and time after time we were promised approval will be issued shortly.
 
One of my teammates worked on filling the requested documents and I spent my day calling people, pulling strings and making connections. 
In the late afternoon we were finally promised a crossing later in the evening.
I left my team there with the students and headed to Beirut.
 
Later on, this message saying the General security refused our request appeared on my phone and I started to frantically make calls again. We sent the kids home for the night knowing it’s going to be a long night 
 
I felt for these children who worked hard all year for this moment. They had to overcome many obstacles, from blocked roads, Coronavirus threats, lock downs, impossibility to study in person and many times just meeting in one of the teacher’s tents to try to finish the curriculum in time. They were stressed, disappointed, and feeling all their efforts were in vain. 
 
Crossing into Syria is a big ordeal. Some of the children entered Lebanon illegally and needed to normalize their status, and the trip was going to be without any of their tutors and they may be denied reentry into Lebanon.
 
The parents were as stressed as their children. Most of the students are 15 and 16 years old, and they needed to cross the borders with no one going with them to supervise them.
 
Some of the parents started to talk to us about crossing into Syria illegally over the mountain as they didn’t want the children to miss their exams.
 
We didn’t know what to say.
 
We had missed the 72 hours where the PCR results were accepted and decided that in the early morning Saturday our school coordinator will take all the kids again to take a second PCR test. We explained the situation at the hospital and requested a hasty result. Truth is, we didn’t have much time.  Exams were starting the second day (Sunday) and we didn’t know if we will be able to pull it off, but we wanted to be ready for any changes.
 
Everyone got involved.
We talked with someone in the ministry of education in Syria who sent a message to the Syrian embassy in Lebanon who then made the crossing request to the Lebanese general security head office who then sent the names of our students to the borders
 
The team got busy again filling papers and finally In the Saturday afternoon after 2 long days, we got the approval. And at 7 PM the buses taking the kids into Syria took off with everyone on board.

 
We rejoiced, praising the Lord for this open door. But that was not the end of it. This was only getting out of Lebanon. At The Syrian border, every student who had left Syria illegally went into a room for interrogation. Where did you live before? Where are your parents? What side they were on during the conflict? How did they cross? Who helped them cross illegally?  etc… These are 15 and 16 years old students who are now not only stressed but also full of fear. The students start to send us messages expressing worries and fear.
 
We were on the edge, praying these kids will get through. Interrogation kept going till about midnight and we kept calming them down telling them that things will be fine. And it wasn’t till 1 am that they arrived at their assigned location near the place where they needed to present their exams.
 
And the second day was official exam day. Our students went in tired after a very short night but full of hope that they still have a chance to get their official diploma.

Our students are still in Syria now. Exams are still going on. We’re praying they will not only succeed but that they might excel.
In the meantime, we are making sure updated IDs will be issued for each one of the students in Syria so they can return with legal papers and be reunited with their parents.

Janane (Nuna)

 

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The crates came first… dirty and in need of washing, so the team went to work.

In another room there were 400 bags of sweet treats being prepared for each child.

250 families would be on their way to receive a box of food that would contain the week of Christmas meals. From fruits and vegetables, to rice and milk, and even meat! These families who didn’t know how they were going to provide the regular food for their families, we were able to bless with not only the basics, but also the extras that some of us take for granted at the holiday times.

It was four days of craziness, timing things correctly so meat didn’t spoil, getting the crates of food to the different areas they needed to be, making sure it didn’t get too warm or cold, loading or handing out the heavily laden crates. You’re seeing the picture. The staff and our many volunteers worked hard these few days before Christmas carrying and sometimes dragging crates because of the weight of the food inside. Each day collapsing from all the stress and exhaustion, but with the knowledge that families thankful and joyful came and took their crates of food. Having a bit of peace during the Christmas season. Also, just as a “Cherry on top,” they all received a traditional Christmas log cake to end their Christmas eve on a sweet note.

The hectic but blessed days were done it was now time to head out for the holidays. Knowing we blessed many families.

The times are hard in Lebanon for many now but being able to bring a bit of joy and peace to some for their Christmas allows us to share a portion knowing we are celebrating, the greatest gift of Christ. God gave us life in Christ and we want to use it to give to others who are in need.

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Name, Telephone number, tell me how to get to your home…

Time after time this is our script. Taking the information then visiting house after house. The devastation seems unending but we are not only bringing new windows but new hope to the people whose spirits and houses exploded on August 4th. Where others are coming promising and promising we are fixing quickly and efficiently. Because of the generosity of those who wanted to help directly after the explosion the finances were available to hire 50 skilled workers who are working relentlessly to bring the glass and put homes back together. Their hard work has allowed us to help over 450 families make their houses safe again and ensure they will be dry when the soon coming rain begins.

            We are welcomed into homes to see broken windows and help bring a peace and presence to also broken souls. If you’ve been following what has been happening in Lebanon you will know that from a revolution, to incredible economic problems to lock downs exacerbating the economic crisis and then on top of everything the explosion. The beauty is, even after all of this there is still the gracious sense of generosity from the people. Even people we are not able to help insist on trying to serve us coffee, tea, soda, juice or cold water. Many times bringing it even when we say how many houses we need to go to. Some even just insisting we come inside, “just for a minute” to cool down in the air conditioning and speak with them.

            Also along with the fixing of windows we are helping to repair hearts and souls. We are in the third week of meeting for breakfast and crisis debriefing sessions with families in the area. The first week most of what we heard was pain, anger and panic about the situation in the nation, all exasperated by the explosion. Now we are hearing the beginnings of hope again. They are seeing their own strength to pick up again and again. War after war has been fought in this nation, but there is a people here that refuse to give up and give in.

The image of the mythical bird, the phoenix that has been brought to the mind of many, it never dies but each time is just reborn to rise again from the ashes. Together we will see the tenacious Lebanese people rise again from the ashes and begin to grow as they choose again to rise from the ashes to become the beauty and strength that the phoenix represents.

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And just like that. The world was put on pause.

Airports closing, countries locking their borders and people ordered to stay in their homes. 

Corona. The lockdown started in Lebanon, and for two weeks we sat idle. The country was at a standstill and many who had been struggling were anxiously waiting to get back to work, but with the fumbling economy this was not to be.

We couldn’t continue to sit still.

We had to do something.

 Unable to take our normal kids for tutoring, we began distributing food. We opened the doors for socially distanced registration… or so we thought. The need had become so great, that when we told people we had registration, people had arrived over an hour early ready with their papers. One morning we even had to stop the registration and call the local police, as we were unable to control the people pressing in on one another to register. That morning four of our staff registered over 100 families in one hour. The need is great.

The bags were ordered. First 500 but more were needed. At the end over 1300 bags were given out. These bags contained many essentials for families that were shelf stable and could last for a long time if needed.

And it continues.

The economy continues to struggle. More and more places are closing because of the inability to pay workers or buy supplies because the currency has been inflated by 80%.

But even when it looks bleak, there is a larger plan at play.

Triumphant Mercy believes that where there is a need God is only looking for those willing to respond. We are working hard to bring hope into a hopeless situation and to give a vision for the future that includes a beautiful people flourishing and our communities and nation will blossom as the seeds we have planted come to fruition.

Kelsie

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Tuesday August 4th,2020 Beirut was rocked with tragedy.

 

From October Lebanon has had to deal with a revolution, a failing economy and Corona lockdowns they were already in dire straights. Many families who had not struggled before were now unable to feed their families and were coming to our center asking for help.

 

Then the late afternoon on Tuesday Beirut got a shock.

 

I was driving on my way to the gym and had my music up loud. I heard a large boom but it didn’t seem to be big (the first explosion) and then saw the clouds ripple across the sky and I had just enough time to pull over to try to see what was going on and then the wave of shaking and then the sound of the second explosion of the warehouse hit us. I sat for a minute as everyone else did in shock and waited… we were waiting to see if there would be more before we moved. Then there were people flooding the street, there was glass everywhere and everyone was on their phones checking on loved ones. One woman came running out of her building wailing trailed by what I assumed was her adult sons or other male relatives who were trying to calm her as the sounds of course brought memories of the two wars already she had survived here in Beirut. I went home. I began calling family to make sure I got to them before the news. It was then we began to learn the magnitude of what had just happened.

 

The warehouse at the Beirut port full of ammonium nitrate had exploded. Which was why the blast was so deep and widespread and wide felt. In Cyprus there were reports of both hearing and feeling the blast.

 

Our Beirut center was damaged as our front window had been knocked out and when we gathered to clean there was a consensus that we needed to do something else. Volunteers were called and 400 sandwiches were made to be passed out in neighborhoods that were now rubble to people who’s last thought was food, but their minds were on finding missing family members and friends and to see what was left of their homes.

 

Tomorrow we will be out of course doing what we can to help. The numbers currently stand at 148 dead and over 5000 injured. This is just the numbers the hospitals are reporting. The real numbers of wounded we may never know as many did not even go to hospitals or went to small clinics to get stitches from the broken glass.

 

Please pray with this nation was already in tumult but now it is reeling. It’s reeling with pain, anger, shock, and confusion, but we stand ready to bring hope and I’m reminded as I write of the prayer of St Francis of Assisi:

 

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace
Where there is hatred, let me sow love
Where there is injury, pardon
Where there is doubt, faith
Where there is despair, hope
Where there is darkness, light
And where there is sadness, joy

 

O Divine Master, grant that I may
Not so much seek to be consoled as to console
To be understood, as to understand
To be loved, as to love
For it is in giving that we receive
And it’s in pardoning that we are pardoned
And it’s in dying that we are born to Eternal Life
Amen

 

-Kelsie (Beirut center)

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In this time of great uncertainty in Lebanon, we at TM are trying to continue to be a steady presence in the lives of refugee families living here. There are many practical obstacles facing us at the minute. Frequent roadblocks make transport more difficult. Worries from rumors of intimidation make parents wary to send their kids to school.

However, the work we are involved with is all the more important in a time such as this. Several weeks ago, I had a conversation with a few teachers at the school in the Bekaa, who mentioned that they and another families had been hearing messages of intimidation on social media. The one they pointed me to was seemingly a threat to kill any Syrians who came near the protests. Other families have told me that they are afraid that the anger and frustration might spill over against them and, specifically, that they are worried their tents might be set on fire in the night while they sleep.

It is hard for us to know whether these threats were genuine or not, but the fears they point to are very real. In Syria, the civil war was sparked by anti-government protests, and, due in part to their previous experiences, many refugees fear a repeat of that here. They also recognize that they are in an incredibly vulnerable position here in Lebanon, with limited physical and almost no political protection, should the situation shift. The fear and stress this brings to families and even to the children themselves, who often overhear conversations like those above, is obvious.

As followers of Jesus, we know that we are constantly cared for and protected by Him – looked after and held in God’s hands, no matter our external circumstances. We desperately want to share this peace – this deep assurance of His love and safety – with those around us. We long for this ministry to continue to be a tangible expression of an unseen reality, showing the vulnerable in some small way that God is here, sees each one and is more than able to hold them in His care, His love and His peace. And we dream and pray that those we reach out to in this way would come to know Him for themselves.

–Jo (a teacher at our center in Zahle)

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It’s the 14th day of the revolution

Protests are still going on, the government has resigned and we are going into the unknown.

Protests in Lebanon started on the 18th of October against the corruption of the political sectarian system, which has political leaders controlling the whole country without accountability, the judicial system, and the army are also controlled, by the same corrupted politicians. 

Lebanese people have raised their voice and the system is shaken and Lebanon is moving towards a radical shift. From all levels of society the Lebanese are heading to the streets. Roads are closed by protesters who are rightfully demanding a change and for a government of technocrats. Some are chanting and others dance and sing for change. 

At Triumphant Mercy we have closed our doors for 2 days in Beirut but reopened shyly for half days as many people are reluctant to move around specially from the Syrian community. With the high level of excitement in the streets it is not hard to imagine clashes so people are afraid to move around

In Zahle, our challenge is to keep our children feeling safe to come to school by taking alternative routes. Many Syrians are concerned having already lived through turmoil that the protests will boil over, and the children are overhearing the conversations of concerned adults. Difficulties with cash and fuel are making this time more difficult specially for the bus drivers who are struggling to fill up their vans to pick up the children each day and return them to their homes.

We don’t know what the future holds and how all these events will develop. What we know is that we will keep serving , keep loving, keep bringing hope in people’s lives and keep fighting to see a transformation around us.

–From the Founder and Director Janane Matar

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Each child is beautifully crafted in their mother’s womb. They each have a destiny and a future. Each one is born into life with a purpose and they deserve to be able to grow into that purpose and their childhood should not be stolen from them. They deserve the carefree time in their lives that they can run wild, get dirty, play, laugh until their bellies hurt, and most of all to learn. They deserve the foundation of a steadily growing understanding of how the world works and they deserve not to be forced into the adult world.  

Though every child who experiences trauma, displacement or hardships can have this time of their life disrupted it’s the girls who feels it most. According to the UNHCR girls are registered to school at half the rate that boys are registered. Many of these girls are not only kept home to work with their mother’s with the claim that “she does not need school” and then they often are married at the young ages of 14, 15, or 16. These girls have no chance to even experience all their childhood without the pressure to become a mother and be a good wife, things that should be reserved for adulthood.

At Triumphant Mercy we fight for childhoods, believing that if a child can grow and learn at their own pace, this will allow them to become healthy flourishing adults. We sit with families and explain the benefits to their family, their daughter and her future family by allowing her to study, by allowing her to be a young woman and girl in her time.  We do this knowing that it extends far beyond her and the family but to the communities and the futures of nations.

We cannot allow this generation of girls to continue to have childhood taken. We can stand up and choose to stand with her against those things that would stand in her way. We can help her to push them to the side, and then stand behind her as she walks into her destiny.

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We’ve been back at school in Zahle for four weeks now. The atmosphere right now is enthusiasm and relief! The summer holidays feel especially long for these families: our teachers tell me that having their kids at home, unoccupied, all day was tough going. There aren’t many safe spaces for play and trips out are rare.

The kids are visibly excited to be back, and more focused than before the holidays. We asked some of our English classes to tell us about something that happened in their summer. Best bits included football with friends, going swimming and falling in love. One girl’s father returned from working far away from the family – her smile was huge! Most of the time, they say, was boring. Lots of sitting at home, some time playing with friends. They’re glad to be back.

We’re aware as we work with them that these kids are like plants removed from the soil. Their lives lack so many of the conditions that support growth, and they can only survive so long like this. One of my highlights last term was teaching a couple of beginner classes the phrase, ‘My school’. You can say that, you know. This place is yours. There was a lot of pride and ownership in being reminded of that, and it made for some fun classes together.
We are only ever a temporary solution. We believe – and see – that being in a place of safety for this time is vital, but we are like a small plant pot for growing trees. We provide some good soil for this time, but, left in a small pot, the tree will never thrive. This is not what we dream for them.

This year, one key focus will be ensuring that the kids who are with us  – at every level of ability – are as well prepared as possible to return to school in Syria.
We dream of sending back young saplings who have been well served by their time with us.
We dream that they would go strengthened, with some resilience and good resources that will help them to grow deep roots and to stretch up high, to repopulate places that have been deserted or destroyed with their beauty, passion, fruit and life.
We hope and pray that they can reintegrate, and that their families would be equipped with fresh courage for the journey, and for the hard work of rebuilding that awaits.
We pray for a place ready to receive them – for safety from violence and an amnesty from harsh consequences to their absence, especially for those men who have left military service or avoided it altogether.
We long, more than ever, for these gospel seeds that have been scattered to take root and bring radical transformation to these places, families, and individual lives. Let’s be clear: These things, if they happen, will be a miracle. But we pray to a God who makes life from dust. We live life by His grace, and we believe that we are led by Him to pray for even more than we could ask or imagine.

 

 

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One hundred and thirty kids were registered to come for camp. Everything was prepared, a team from Egypt was there to help us and the buses were bringing the kids from the refugee camps to the front gates of our center in Zahle. Two Egyptians for each group were checking kids in and giving them their group color. It was noisy, and most kids could not stand still from anticipation. Some kids we knew from the school and some were brand new to the center. Though a bit chaotic, it was an organized excited chaos. As the kids were lining up I noticed one girl who had been in my group therapy classes at the school, her name is Nawrieh. Now my heart has always gone out to her because her mother is very harsh with her and speaks very poorly of her in front of the other children, guests and Nawrieh herself. Each time her mom says something about her you can see Nawrieh, a normally funny, outgoing girl, pull back when she hears her mother’s words. Though completely capable Nawrieh gets nervous when put on the spot and her backup when she feels cornered is aggression. I walked up to her as I saw she was beginning to get a bit combative with another girl and I pulled her aside. Through a translator I reminded her that I needed her help because she goes to the school and I needed her to show the other kids who didn’t how we act in school. Then I made her “pinky promise” me that she would do it. After that each time I needed to remind her to behave better I just had to give her the “pinky promise” and meet her eyes and see the understanding cross her face. Though her behavior was not perfect, she became one of the best behaved students in her group. And on the last day, with one last “pinky promise” and a kiss on the cheek she headed out the door and down to her bus to go home. As the kids all left the team exhaled a deep breath of a crazy but rewarding week creating an atmosphere of love and presence of Christ for all the kids who walked through our gate. Kelsie
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A new activity that the new community center is allowing us to experiment is art therapy. The staff member running the group reports:

Seven weeks ago, I started a women’s art trauma therapy program with young Syrian refugee women. I invited young women who are “too old” to attend school and are “too old” to be able to leave their homes unattended. For half the class this is the only time they leave their homes during the week. Other women in the program are young brides and mothers.

We started the program looking at pictures and talking where we saw light and darkness in them. We continued to talk about light and darkness we could recognize in our own lives and the importance of having a source of light. As the weeks continued we have talked about our uniqueness and appreciating our differences in art, but also as human beings and friends.

One woman said the third week she always dreamed of being an artist when she was small, but she had forgotten after she got married at 16 and had two children. Now she feels like her dream is coming true.

 

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Tuesdays are a healing day at the Triumphant Mercy Community Center in Beirut. Kids and moms from the school have therapy classes but at the same time a safe place for the women of the community is created. The women come in to the smell of the fresh za’atar maanaesh and hot tea. They are settling in to speak about their lives. Each week there is a therapeutic theme.

This week they are talking about problems and giftings. Most refugees are used to sharing their problems with NGOs. But this week the class leader will be focusing on how their own God-given giftings can help them solve their own problems.  Each woman sits with an empty sheet of paper in front of them. It is folded in half on the first half they are told to  write out a problem they have. Then on the other side of the paper, they are instructed to write out gifitings that they have. They are then told to unfold the paper so before them they are looking, not only, at their problems but they are looking at their God given giftings that will enable them to conquer these problems. This sprung conversation and seedlings of hope that they had been given a way to address their problems, instead of feeling helpless and hopeless to overcome them.

During sharing time one woman gave an example of how she used her giftings to continue to bring both money and food for her family by selling things she made to close the gap between what they had and what was needed for her family.

Another week there was an opening up of women to speak about their home lives and generational issues. Women talked about how their mothers were mistreated by their fathers and their mother-in-laws and how the problems continued to them. They mourned what they didn’t see and were able to share candidly, woman to woman how this affected them and what they want for the future and for their daughters. Helping to break the cycle of “this is how it is” and show their children better lives.

Last week as two women left they made a comment to the teacher that this was one of the places and times they could come and speak freely and express themselves openly, The center is to them not only a place to get things and receive help, but a safe place, a place of refuge.

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One bright, chilly Monday morning in January I arrive at the new building and see colorful balloons hanging across all the balconies; the teachers hung them there the day before. I start to walk and 2 buses arrive bringing over 300 children. It is the first day of school this year and in our new location.  They picked their way over piles of garbage, broken tiles, wires, rebar poking out of the building and made it to the back door; eyes wide and full of anticipation. They begin to push in excitedly and pile their shoes at the base of the stairs. Heart-shaped balloons also line the stair railing, welcoming the little people. Their teachers guide them to the new classrooms and they gasp in delight when they see the brightly painted walls and new room furnishings. I hear hushed tones as they whisper that it is beautiful. 

Half an hour later I grab a roll of tape and recruit a teacher to help me cover exposed outlets with wires poking out and take a picture to send and make sure someone comes to put the covers on as soon as possible. As we finish with the outlets an overseer of the workers respectfully interrupts a conversation and asks if some of the male teachers can help them carry the heavy boiler for the radiators to the roof. 

I hear a teacher giving an instructional lesson about how to use the new western style toilets. They take a tour to the bathrooms as she clearly explains the toilet’s functions. They take turns going in and using it—mostly just washing their hands and faces out of excitement. After a couple of hours a working man informs me that the pipes have not been connected to the sewage and we must not use the toilets yet. Whoops! We quickly lock the bathrooms. Unfortunately they remained locked the rest of the first week.

Children shyly peek into classrooms as they head upstairs to the “party” where they take turns performing songs and poems; using the microphone and loudspeaker the teachers brought to celebrate. We are careful not to close the doors which have no handles yet so no one gets locked into a room without a key. I add that to the list of things we need to be finished.

Excited as everyone is the teachers are realizing how much work is still happening around them. They can’t unpack their school supply boxes, the doors to the elevator shaft are not locked yet, it is cold because the heaters are not installed, and the kids are playing around dangerous construction material outside, pretending to sail on the owner’s boat which hasn’t been moved yet. They play games with the children on the break and arrange them to spell out “al rahma” which means “the mercy” and is the first part of the name of our organization in Arabic. 

The teachers are excited to have a kitchen and immediately start making hot tea to share on their breaks. I hear children talking to each other about the “beautiful, new school” and who has the more beautiful classrooms. I saw some of the young girls cleaning the stairs after their class and thanked them for taking care of the new building. They responded by saying, “Miss, this building is like our home, we clean our home and we will clean the school too.”

As the week continues we make progress little by little every day. By the end of the week pipes are in place and bathrooms are functioning! All the outlets have covers on them and doors to the elevator shafts are locked! Progress has been made with the heaters—but they aren’t quite ready to use. Drinking water has been delivered and water canisters have been filled! Flooring has been put in the office and we start to unpack boxes a little. The outside area has been smoothed and much of the construction debris burned or cleaned up. There is a small chip stand selling snacks and an older student arranges different races for the students to participate in. 

Bit by bit we are getting there and soon we will have a fully function new building! 

-Hanna

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The sun was shining and it was unusually warm for the January day. In the back of the car, we had the promise of freedom for one teenage boy. We were delivering a cart wheelchair. He had a wheel chair, but with the thin wheels on the large rocks it was useless off the concrete slab that created the floor of their tent house.

We arrived at the home and the men immediately unload the large heavy box and begin to assemble. One of the Triumphant Mercy teachers and the family’s camp leader, puffing on his cigarette the entire time, begin looking at the instruction pictures while Nadine another team member of Triumphant Mercy chatted with the family. 

The wheel chair was made for a more “off road” experience and with its wide wheels would do great on the large white rocks that surrounded that their home. Nadine jokes that Farhan, the recipient of the wheel chair, will now be the local “delivery man” as the extra room in the back of the cart would be perfect for this.  Farhan, whose name translates to happy in English, sits in the corner not saying a word or engaging in conversation, but anxiously watching the men as they assemble his new “ride.” He sits with one hand over his mouth hiding the small smile that’s been on his face since we arrived.

The men finish their job and we move the chair outside. One of the men helps Farhan into his chair to have him test it out and practice. He holds a serious face while he practices with the hand pedals and the brake. But in an unguarded moment I catch a picture of a smile that’s snuck across his face and a sliver of joy appears.  That feeling of knowing that you may have just changed someone’s life comes in my heart and it’s times like this that make all the work worth it.

Kelsie 

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In my apartment I get up, start making coffee and notice that the snow has turned to rain outside, melting the small piles of snow on cars and in fields. Throughout the morning I see the fickle weather go back and forth from snowing to raining, wind constantly blowing. I cook my eggs and vegetables from my refrigerator and as I eat I think of how small children are sent running errands to buy food for breakfast. Most of the refugees do not a way to store much food and can’t afford to buy food except from day to day. Children as young as 4-5 years old are sent to small shops to buy bread early in the morning for their families. 

In the afternoon I get in my car and I drive to visit some camps to see what damage has been done and if I can offer any assistance. I drive past camps and see mattresses and blankets draped on fences to dry, if only the sun would come out from behind the angry looking storm clouds. 

Entrance to one of the tent homes.

I arrive at one camp and greet a few friends on my way in; their cheeks are bright from sitting in their overly warm tents and coming out into the contrasting cold. As I walk in the camp I speak with some people: tents has been flooded by the storms. In between showers of rain and snow they have started using a pump to get the water out of their homes. One family had a storeroom of food and extra bedding, the bedding can be dried out but the food is destroyed. I see women working quickly, trying to squeegee out their floors. A woman shares with me that they woke up to a drenched mattress and didn’t sleep the rest of the night. The UNHCR reports that 117 informal settlements were affected by this storm and 156 families evacuated and relocated the first day of the storm, 16 families relocated the second day, and 17 more the third day of the storm. These families remained in relative’s or neighbor’s homes, school buildings or community centers until the storm subsided and the water in their tents could be pumped out. 

I walk into a second and third camp and speak to people. I watch children running to each other’s tents in sandals despite the wet, muddy freezing temperatures. Sandals are affordable and can be worn year round; boots are expensive and can only be worn a few months. A woman tells me she is so glad that the storm wasn’t all snow because snow is heavy and breaks roofs. She thinks it is easier to deal with the water flooding in and the muddy streets than a broken roof. Nuna comments, “Some of the tents are like shacks, so the winter snow is heavy on the roofs, and some of them had their roofs collapse on them, so they had to find refuge in neighboring tents and they had to rebuild, again.”

Men wander around aimlessly as my friend tells me that it is very hard for them to find work in the winter when the weather is bad. Normally refugee men from camp work manual labor jobs, in the fields or in construction, but when it snows all this work is halted; as is their income. 

Winter is a very difficult time in the refugee camps. Families are stuck inside, homes are constantly dirty from the mud tracked in, men cannot find work, they fight a recurring battle against water flooding in, or roofs caving in from heavy snow, it is cold, the small stoves they use can be dangerous for burning children and for catching things on fire. 

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The brisk winter air flowed in as the door continued to open and close as around 150 children ready for the Christmas camp made their way in. Some showed up at 7:45, even though we didn’t start until 8:30. Their eyes were alight and they were anxious to begin. After check-in they sat waiting, and ready for the story. Hushed and quiet except for the few hellos to teachers that some of our school children hadn’t seen during the Christmas break.

They were ready and waiting. They didn’t know the story. Many of them had never heard it, they had seen the giant Christmas trees go up throughout Beirut, heard the music in every store, glanced at the nativities on every corner and gazed as the lights shimmered in the night for the last month, but they had no idea why. They didn’t know this began with that star long ago sparkling in the night sky telling the wisemen, the king they had been waiting for, was here. So that’s where we started, with the star that told the wisemen that the king that was coming to save the entire world was here.

Rotations of classes with crafts, more story telling, singing and game playing was the plan of the day. The sounds of giggling, singing, and melodies of Christmas music flowed from room to room as the children rotated through each class. In the story room the drama of the story of Mary and Joseph was told and many of the younger children giggled as they thought of Mary traveling all that way on the donkey being that pregnant, many imagining their mom’s belly at the time. The older girls shocked by the scandal of Mary being pregnant without a husband at about their age, likely putting themselves in her place. By the end it was clear why the wisemen were following the star, God was doing a miracle, the king was coming.

At the end of the second day the children were enthusiastically waiting to share what they’d learned. Presentation time commenced. The story was delivered by one of the kids and then the prophesy about the coming child-king was repeated by the older children who had readily memorized it.  Last each age group was able to nervously but boldly sing the song about the coming of God to earth that they had worked hard to prepare. Each group watching the others as they showed off their new choreographed song. And at the very end, a dance party teachers and kids rejoiced in the fun that was had over the last couple days.

Then they were off, the crinkling of paper bags filled the entryway as the treats and a gift for each child was taken as they went back to their homes. And now each time they pass the nativity down the road from our center or see the star seated on top of each Christmas tree the story of the coming king that came to save the whole world will cross their minds and God’s demonstration of who He is, Emmanuel becomes more real.

–Kelsie 

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This article was originally published on the Triumphant Mercy blog on October 24th, 2016. You can read the original post by clicking here. 

It’s amazing how heroic a human being can become when hardships hit.

Some people use human shields to do their wars. But some others become human shields themselves to save others. 

Hadeel, an 18 year old sweet girl that I met in Damascus, decided to hold her three year old niece tight in her arms to protect her with her own body when they were under heavy shelling.

Little did she know that it was time for her niece to go. Shrapnel hit the little toddler’s head and killed her instantaneously and Hadeel also had shrapnel settled in her hip damaging her spinal chord leaving her half crippled.

Doctors could not even touch that part of her body, which caused her infections and a disfigured back.

Her smile could tell how hopeful she is that there are always brighter days. 

The mark in her back could seem like a weakness but it is ever showing the heroic attitude that she took trying to save a helpless child’s life.

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This story was originally published on the Triumphant Mercy blog on April 19th, 2017. You can read the original post here.

Syria has become a jungle for several years now where chaos & injustice rule and even steal the lives of so many people.

In my last visits to that jungle, I have met a lion. Yes, a lion, a very special lion, a lion with no limbs, a lion finishing his masters in political science.

A lion who roars very strongly his determination in life and his gratitude to what he has, never complaining about what he doesn’t have.

A lion who challenges your faith in the goodness of God even though he lacks most of the comfort we have.

A lion who’s got his trophee of “best 3 points shooter” that he won on a broken wheelchair.

A lion who keeps encouraging his mother to believe that God always provides.

This tells me that you don’t need your arms and feet to be a lion, from its roar, everybody knows that there is a lion in the jungle and he is its king.

This lion is my friend now, he is 23, he goes to youth groups and shares his hope with them, even though he was displaced from his village.

I visited him last week and his name is “Layth” which means lion in arabic.

Coincidence? I think not.
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This post was originally published by on the Triumphant Mercy blog on January 10th, 2017. You can read the original post here.

“Razan” is a sweet lady mother of 2 children, that captivated our hearts with her serenity and peace which are exactly the meanings of her name.

Razan was disabled because of a severe MS syndrome and could not go to doctors due to financial lacks. Being disabled physically and crippled financially is a very hard thing to live with specially if you live in a war situation like in Syria, where swords are widely used to slaughter people, but Razan speaks of another kind of sword with tears in her eyes. As she was praying that Jesus would heal her so she could take care of her 2 little children, she saw a sword of fire piercing her body from top to bottom and felt a heat that was beyond description and that fire brought life back into her sick body.

Looking at how excited she was telling us her amazing story, we knew that we were  led her way by God himself not only to visit and assist her as we thought we were doing, but to witness that in the midst of destruction and hopelessness He is able to raise up heroes of faith and carriers of hope.

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This article was originally published on the Triumphant Mercy blog page on November 21, 2016. You can read the original on the blog by clicking here.

Nagi, a teacher, was shot in the leg and dragged to be slaughtered by Al Nosra executioner. Little did he know that his destiny was to live. This is another man who refused to deny his faith. All what he sowed in the past was going to reap that day; It wasn’t vegetable seeds that he planted but sacrificial giving in the hearts of many of his students. Amazingly, a farmer and a teacher are both in the business of planting.

He was thrown on the floor by the guards and all of the sudden, four fighters from Al Nosra covered him with their bodies and shouted to the executioner: “You will have to kill us before you touch this man.”

Nagi was their loving teacher who took good care of them when they were teenagers; and they never forgot his face. They took him away and made sure that he goes back to his family safe and sound. God has incredible ways when his seed is planted in the hearts of men.

I was listening to teacher Nagi and thinking about the meaning of his name. Nagi means saved… And saved was he by God’s grace.

 
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This story was originally published on the Triumphant Mercy Blog. You can read it there by clicking here.   They looked like a normal family: a man, his wife, and two daughters. Little did I know I’d tear up when they started sharing with me what they went through around six months ago. Al Nosra attacked their house, took the daughters captive and destroyed the place. It was a traumatic experience to them all. The parents had to find refuge and were terrified for their daughters. Just Imagine losing your children. Their dad kept searching for them and did not give up. He knew that as usual al Nosra sold Christian girls to Muslim men as sex-slaves and that was taking place every three month, so he grew his beard, shaved his mustache, and dressed just like one of them. When the time of the auction came, he looked just like the men that broke into his house. The girls were standing in line, blindfolded, shaking, scared. They were just a labeled item to be sold. How inhuman men can become without God. As soon as the auctioneer started, their dad stood up and said he wanted to buy them. They started shaking even more, knowing what these people can come up to; they could imagine how hopeless their situation was going to be. “SOLD” the auctioneer said. The guards put the girls in the car, with the piece of cloth still on their eyes. They left. Halfway to their house, their father stops the car, turns around, and removes the piece of cloth. They see their dad. They start weeping.  All fear was gone. Their father has paid their redemption and they were restored to their family.  
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This story was originally published by Children on the Edge, from interviews with the teachers at the Triumphant Mercy Schools in the Bekka Valley. There are currently 28 Syrian refugee teachers at the tent schools we support for refugee children in Lebanon. These people are trained up from within the refugee camps and they not only teach, but are a source of help and advice for parents and the wider community. They are a force for good despite living in a situation completely out of their control. “The teachers here speak the same dialect of Arabic as their students (often they’re from the same or the neighbouring camp as the children), they get their culture, so nothing gets by them. The teachers are motivated to learn, motivated to be useful, and motivated to be a changing force in their communities.”  Nadine –  School’s Co-ordinator The teachers are creating a strong community atmosphere within the settlements and many are looked upon as leaders. These strong relationships between the parents, teachers and other adults in the communities are leading to higher than average attendance and retention rates within the schools. Teachers engage parents in education and to help them to understand the long term benefits for the children. We’d like to introduce you to four of these teachers, to give you an insight into their work and the amazing things they are achieving. Halima Halima is a teacher who has taught with us for two years now, and also works as a trainer. She describes her experience in the tent schools: “Our work is very focused. We work wholesomely, not just to educate the kids but to help them grow into better, more well rounded people. It’s also been really good to learn how to support our student’s growth in learning not to physically abuse each other, and learning about therapeutic methods to deal with what the kids have seen in war; learning about forgiveness. I’ve gained so much experience, and this job has encouraged me to grow not just as a teacher but also in my passions. I write stories and songs and poetry and use them to give the children more fun, creative resources to learn. As not just a teacher but also a mother to one of the students, I’m so glad that my son can read and write well, especially when I hear about other schools poor levels of education. I really like that we teach the children to make conclusions instead of pointing everything out to them”. Mariam The teachers are regularly observed by our experienced teacher trainer whilst teaching a range of lessons and they receive constructive feedback. They are given time to meet and work with colleagues to plan and evaluate sessions and to share best practice. The class helper is also observed and they receive feedback to ensure they are able to enhance the teaching and learning and the overall classroom environment. One of the newer teachers from the third school, Mariam said: “It’s really amazing to see the change in our students compared to what they were like in the very beginning. Initially things were so rowdy, but now that some time has passed, they trust us more, they enjoy school and it’s made things better overall.” Hala Hala particularly likes the games and teaching methods used in the classes and the fact that the students have to discover the point of the lesson by themselves which gives them much more enjoyment. She likes that the teachers interact with the children and that the project and craft sessions regularly rotate, keeping the children interested. “The teaching style brings out the best in the teachers” she explains “it brings out qualities which are hidden in the Syrian teaching system and strengthens the children’s personalities. In this school environment the children have no fear, they are comfortable and talk a lot. They have the courage to speak and play. They are happy in school and they go home happy. I haven’t met a child who doesn’t want to go to school, in fact many don’t want to go home at the end of the day”. All the teachers are provided with all the materials and resources they need; many they make themselves. Hala enjoys encouraging the children’s creative gifts and feels that through this the children become happy, encouraged and have motivation for life. ​ “They gain courage to try new things. The children in my class want to be doctors and pilots and some of the girls want to be princesses!” she laughs, “We have some work to do on that one!”. ​Omad Omad finished his university degree in Syria and taught grade 9 science for a year before he had to leave for Lebanon. He has been in Lebanon for over 3 years and had found work in a factory. He now also works for the school 3 days a week, but has to continue working in the factory to support his income. He loves teaching and said that ‘if I didn’t like it, I wouldn’t do it!’. He has enjoyed learning the new child-friendly methods of teaching and use of resources. He described how learning to teach in the camp schools and teaching in Syria is very different, the Syrian schools he has worked in have a frozen style of teaching and use rote learning. He says, “At first when I was asked to attend the teacher training I was offended. I felt I did not need training as I already had my teaching qualifications. However I found the training really useful and learnt a lot of new things about how to involve the children and use resources to help them to learn in a fun way using games and jokes”. The Syrian refugees we train as teachers for our camp schools in Lebanon receive a regular, reliable income which allows them to care and provide for their families. They all receive training and support to build their knowledge and teaching skills, enabling them to excel in their field. They will also be able to use these transferable skills in the future and are constantly learning from each other and developing their practice.
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This article was originally publish by Mission Network News from an interview with Nuna Matar founder and director of Triumphant Mercy. You can read or listen to an audio recording of the interview on their website.

  Lebanon (MNN) — A living hell—this is the current situation in Syria. New bombs are being dropped. The rebels now have an underground tunnel network they’re using for attacks. And the Syrian people? The hopes these refugees and displaced persons living in Lebanon had for returning home this spring or summer have been crushed. Instead, more Syrians are escaping the surge of violence by traveling over the unsecured mountain border and entering Lebanon illegally. Others are dying in their attempts to flee. “This is not a fair war; this is not fair for the civilians. It’s not just bombings in specific places because they’re underground,” Triumphant Mercy’s Nuna Matar shares. “It’s not a military war [where] you have an army coming in and fighting one-on-one or anything.” Triumphant Mercy works both in Lebanon and just over the border in Jaramana, Syria, outside of Damascus. Matar says the people in Jaramana are in shelters because of the bombs in Damascus and its suburbs. “[Our team] discovered a whole new camp of people who just came in illegally into Lebanon. And they’re living in, I can’t even say a tent, it’s just a plastic cover,” Matar explains. “It’s still cold, it’s still raining, so this is how desperate they are to just get out of hell.” It’s hard to have a reference of how many refugees have come over in this new wave. Since people are entering Lebanon illegally, there is not official head count. “I can’t imagine the desperation of people to just take their little children, go over the mountain when it’s freezing cold, and die of cold. Nobody shot them, nobody did anything, they didn’t slip and fall. They just died of cold. That is such a desperation.” The refugees whom the cold hasn’t killed need food, clothes, and shelter. But, Triumphant Mercy is already working at its capacity. And honestly, it’s hard for the ministry to know what to do to help because there is just too much need. In fact, Triumphant was looking at downsizing, not growing, when this unexpected and sudden wave of refugees flooded the border. This need has the ministry in constant search of God’s guidance on what to do with its resources to help. And the one thing which continues to surface, regardless of tangible resources, is being present in Christ’s name and character and offering hope. As Matar says, hope is the future. When refugees come, they’re living in despair. Things feel like they can’t get better. But, hope gives them something to look forward to and it conquers the despair. Parents get to watch their children be educated by Triumphant Mercy and have hope for their kids’ futures. When women attend Triumphant Mercy’s literacy program, they get to look forward to the time they spend learning with others. “So when we go and tell people that God can do something about it, we just pray and we see what God has to do. This is the hope. So, we can bring hope with nothing. Even if we don’t bring anything physical, we can with our words, with our prayer, with our just being there next to them. And I tell them, just me being there with you, shows you that God cares.” Given the history and pains between Syria and Lebanon, the fact that a Lebanese ministry is trying to help meet the needs of Syrian refugees stops people in their tracks. It’s an act which helps break the cycle of an “eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.” And it tangibly shows Christ’s love and life transformation. So please, will you help? Start by praying for guidance, for the believers working on the field, and for the refugees. Pray for Lebanon, the country is on the brink of war. All the international pressure, the fighting in Syria, and the new wave of refugees continues to build and at some point, it’s going to be too much. Pray for Triumphant Mercy’s work both in Lebanon and in Syria. Ask God to give the ministry wisdom in how to move and where to move. And pray that despite the terror and trauma these refugees have faced, that they would encounter Christ in undeniable ways and experience healing. “The need is so great that I know that we cannot, nobody can, cater to all the needs. But, I can do something, whatever it is, I can do something. Even if it’s a small seed, even if it’s more prayer,” Matar says.                    
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This article was originally published on the Children on the Edge website from information given by Triumphant Mercy.

In Bekaa Valley, Lebanon, we work with local partners to provide education for around 500 Syrian refugee children. Most of these children are living in informal settlements on the border and are provided with child-friendly education in tent schools. We support the training of Syrian refugees as teachers, so the children can learn within their own culture and feel a sense of safety and familiarity. One of the schools for refugees is based in a thriving Community Centre, run by our partners in Beirut. It caters for both Syrian and Iraqi refugees and not only provides education, but is a hub for the wider support of the refugee communities and the Lebanese poor. ​ Project leader Nuna Matar says “Life is difficult in the refugee settlements, but refugees in Beirut face huge difficulties too. There are people living on rooftops and in garages, they have no facilities, they can’t send their children to school and face a lot of discrimination”. Over 100 children attend educational classes at the Centre, studying English, Arabic, maths, art and computers. It also provides psycho-social classes for around 300 children, vocational training and adult education. There are monthly clothes distributions and computer lessons for all ages to enable learning and contact with relatives back in Syria and Iraq. ​ Noora fled her city in Iraq where her husband worked in a restaurant, when it was surrounded by ISIS. They first fled to the north of the country with their three children, witnessing people killed around them and enduring a four hour journey on foot. “Everyone was afraid”, says Noora, ”we left with nothing at all. The children still remember this day and have nightmares”. After a month or so they made the trip to Beirut to find safety. “Life is very difficult in Beirut. I worry about my children as there are no doctors and medication is too expensive. My husband has found work in construction but not enough for the rent, which is for two small rooms. With my parents, there are now eight people in these rooms. I feel safer here but the children still play games about war and shooting, and we have no security for the future.” Noora has registered for an English summer school at the Centre to give her more options in the years to come, and her children come along to the education classes. The Centre in Beirut is a lifeline for refugees like Noora. It is attended by around 800 people a day, with new registrations every week. Find out more about the work we support in Lebanon and consider donating to the project with the button below.  
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This article was originally published by Children on the Edge. You can read the article from their page or check out their website by clicking here. 

The Syrian refugee children we work with in Lebanon have fled war and conflict, seen their homes destroyed and their families attacked. To start to re-build their sense of wellbeing, it is vital that they start to regain a feeling of normalcy, and begin to recover from trauma in a safe space, with trusted adults. The schools we support in the informal refugee settlements of Bekaa Valley provide this environment. A chance to receive a quality education in a child friendly space, with Syrian refugee teachers trained from within the camps. These are safe spaces where they can just be children again, but for the team here, maintaining this space is not without its challenges. Refugee settlements along the border offer little stability or security and are regularly subject to military raids. Despite their circumstances, the refugee teachers here are dedicated and resilient. They work solidly as a team to create environments for the children that are both colourful and calm, fun and encouraging. All of this is developed and maintained in the face of many threats.  In November, one of the schools, along with two teacher families, were given a week by the military, to move from their present camp location. This happened as a part of a move order for several camp aggregations in the area by the government. After a struggle to find an alternative site, our partners decided to re-build it in the garden space of another school. Project leader Nuna Matar said of the move ‘The teachers of all the schools nearby have worked together really well and helped each other out. They have been flexible and accommodating for each other and shared fuel and supplies when needed. It has displayed great teamwork and camaraderie between them’. The evacuation and re-building of an entire camp the year before has given the community experience in finding creative solutions, and many people from the camp, and students from other schools helped with the re-build. To help children from the original camp reach the school, a bus and driver were organised. Recently one teacher was also taken by the secret services during a 5am raid. Armed and masked men kicked open doors and broke into tents, beating the teacher before taking him for interrogation. These raids are becoming a normal practice and a regular routine in camp life, which is distressing for the children. Later on the teacher was released, and is carrying on regardless of the event. Despite these occurrences, the team’s commitment and skill is seeing children become happier, increasingly confident and more at peace. One teacher called Sawson says “School is like their second home, when I give the students time to draw, they draw houses and gardens, it has changed from when they use to draw war, and I see by what they draw now that school makes them feel safer. They like to be here”. This progress is achieved through training Syrian refugee teachers, who deliver a child-friendly curriculum in the children’s own dialect, using Montessori techniques. Teachers are taught to help children re-engage, build relationships and find peaceful solutions to problems. Another teacher, Hiba describes some ways they build friendship; ‘Sometimes in the lessons we give them, we work on some things together to decorate the classroom, every Friday we have a shared meal, they all bring things from their houses and we eat a meal together.’ All these things work together to allow children to be children again, and to support each other. One teacher, Alaa says ‘The goals we are seeking is to let children forget about war and all the bad things, even for us now when we get involved, we focus on this, and are here to help the children and not think about the difficult situation. Sometimes we try to do something special, if someone has a birthday we plan a surprise together, this way it gives them the working together spirit, they like to help each other’. Encouragement is a vital part of developing children’s wellbeing. One of the teaching team called Mona says ‘These children have experienced so much so when they come to the school it is nice to be treated and told in a good way to play together. We give them time to draw things, we try to find their talents and encourage them all the time. We are able to see the change in their faces when they start to smile’. The team recently had an end of year celebration at the Beirut community centre. They will be having a graduation ceremony for the children in the camps next month, and comment that ‘We are so proud of the achievement of the children’. In April, they also opened a small library in one of the schools where children can borrow English and Arabic books. Nuna describes how ‘We had an inauguration party to celebrate this. There was a lot of singing, dancing, and smiling involved’. Our partners are currently providing education for 550 children, and have more than 100 children on the waiting list. It costs just under £1000 to support a refugee teacher for a term at one of the tent schools, and provide them with full teacher training. The buses provided to get children to the newly moved school, cost £96 each to run each week. Originally published on 28/6/2017
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This article was written from an interview by the Mission Network News. You can read it here, or you can read it and/or listen to the audio on their website here.

Lebanon (MNN) — The Syrian refugee camps in Lebanon are dusty part of the year and muddy the rest. It doesn’t matter if gravel is put down, or the fact that tents are on concrete slabs. If you go into a camp, you’re going to come out marked. “I have this certain pair of boots that I wear to camp that are great. I’ve worn them so much in camp that they, I can’t clean them. I have washed them. I have tried to clean them and it’s just, the dirt’s permeated to them that they just are dirty and I track it everywhere and I go everywhere,” Triumphant Mercy’s *Jessica shares. “And I’ve noticed that whenever I go into Lebanese stores, the grocery store, the bank, or a restaurant or somewhere with the boots, then Lebanese look down at my feet, they see my dirty boots, and they know that I’ve work in the refugee camps.” The immediate response—why? Why pour your time into helping Syrian refugees? Enter the long history between Lebanon and Syria, and the most recent war. There’s deep rooted tension built up on both sides, and it’s caused a division. Lebanon was under Syrian occupation for 29 years. In 1976, Syria entered Lebanon during the Lebanese civil war. Syria’s presence in the country was meant to be a part of an Arab peacekeeping plan. With that said, things didn’t exactly go as planned. When it was time for Syria to withdraw over a two-year period, the country kept its presence in Lebanon another 15 years. Finally, in 2005 Syria left Lebanon. http://www.nytimes.com/2005/04/26/international/middleeast/syrian-troops-leave-lebanon-after-29year-occupation.html?mtrref=www.google.com Fast forward six years to the Syrian civil war in 2011 and the Syrian refugee crisis which quickly followed. Lebanon then faced another Syrian occupation of sorts, this time not by the government, but by hurting people. Hannah, who lives in Lebanon but works with Syrians, comes face to face with the tensions between the Syrians and Lebanese every day. For some Lebanese, it’s not hard to rationalize that the Syrians are getting what they deserve or they’re getting what they had coming to them. After all, many of them still have their own wounds which need healing. “Now the Lebanese see foreign NGOs and different countries pouring in resources to the refugees, the Syrians. And that has taken away from the Lebanese economy and for jobs. It has made the poor poorer,” *Jessica explains. “Because such a huge influx of refugees has come that it’s been a huge burden on Lebanon and whenever foreigners come in and start pouring resources into something that’s been a huge burden on them they see it as so unfair because the Syrians are draining from them…they don’t see it as much as relieving pressure off of them, but kind of adding to the problem I think.” In fact, when various Lebanese have confronted *Jessica about working with refugees, they’ve told her working with the Syrians isn’t good. If it’s not good, then why do it? How does one even begin and answer? Where does a response to the “why” questions concerning helping Syrian refugees in Lebanon begin to from? With and through grace. “I explain to them that each person is valuable…and each person is worthy. That the Syrians are disadvantaged, so many of the kids and so many of the women and so many of the families don’t have an opportunity in life,” *Jessica explains. “And then I explain to them that I’m a Christian and that Jesus saved me. He saw me as valuable and he poured out his love for me and he saw me as worthy. When I came to that realization it changed everything in my life. And that I can’t see a distinction between people. If Jesus did that for me, then he did that for the Lebanese. And if he did it for the Lebanese, he did it for the Syrians…you can’t take a people group out of that.” Hannah’s become known by her boots. Now, when she enters the grocer or another place she habitually visits, if she’s not wearing her boots she’s asked, ‘Where are your boots?” And every time she is asked about her dirty boots, whether they’re on her feet or not, it’s an invitation to share Christ, proclaim that Jesus loves both the Lebanese and the Syrian, and express how each Lebanese and Syrian are worth the price of the cross. “At the end of the day, I just say, well I think people are worthy to be loved and I think that Jesus loves people. He changed my life. He can change their lives, and I think that they are valuable,” *Jessica shares“But, I also point it back to them and say, if they are valuable and you are valuable too, and you are loved too. And in the same way that I am pouring out my life for them, I would pour out my life for you…my life is to be poured out that the love of Jesus might be known.” So please, pray for both the Lebanese and the Syrian. Pray for refugees’ eyes to be opened to the Bibles truth, that they’d realized Christ’s love, and that they’d have the courage to walk towards that love and truth. For many refugees, believing in Christ means every foundation they’ve built their life and values on crumbles. It’s an entire worldview shift and different way of thinking. That gigantic shift can be scary, but then, their lives and values can be built on Christ, the true rock and foundation. Pray for the relationship between the Lebanese and Syrians, their reconciliation, and for Jesus to enter the hearts of both nations. Ask God to heal the Lebanese and for these same people to come to a place where they can let go of their prejudices towards the Syrian people.    
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This article was written from an interview with Nuna Matar by the Mission Network News. You can read it here, or you can read it and/or listen to the audio on their website here.

                                                              Lebanon (MNN) – Is there really power in prayer? Triumphant Mercy is working with and prays for refugees in Lebanon and they say yes. “It’s amazing how God just turns hearts,” Triumphant Mercy’s Nuna says. “This is our prayer actually. We pray for that. We pray that hearts would be opened because it cannot be us. It’s not us who can do it. We have to open hearts and give a revelation of the Father, give a revelation of who Jesus is, and we cannot reveal anything. We can just do the act, but the revelation in the heart cannot be done by us. We need the Holy Spirit every day.” Triumphant Mercy workers have shown love to refugees by providing food and supplies and building relationships. The ministry recently took refugee women to a park. Nuna says it cost very little, but the women were full of joy. “Bringing joy is something that is a privilege. Seeing that we can bring joy with anything, which is a small act of love. And I think this is what it is. It’s just loving people. It’s just showing people that we care.” Recently, Nuna says God sent the ministry a volunteer who only wanted to distribute food. She says she hadn’t expected this, but “I believe God really knows the need and just brings them at the right time in the right place.” While many aid organizations have given food, Nuna says Triumphant Mercy doesn’t give refugees food and leave. Instead, they stay or come back so they can build relationships. They work and live alongside refugees. Because of this, they’re seeing people’s hearts opening to the Word of God. They’re seeing hope and encouragement that is taking root. “This is amazing just to be able to live life with people.” Nuna says ‘living life’ with the people is simply showing them love. “I just come and smile or offer a prayer. It’s love. So, love has so many different ways of showing, of being displayed. It can be done by just an act, it can be done by thanks, it can be done by a smile.” These acts of love have stirred the question ‘why’ in refugees’ hearts and minds. Refugees are asking Triumphant Mercy workers why they stay, treat them with love, and want to build relationships with them. “Just a why can open a wide conversation… because we have something to share because we have somebody in us who is Jesus Christ who wants to love through us. So, we can just share who we have in us,” Nuna says. “Somebody who has a physical need and we say let’s pray about that. Somebody who has a worry about her, we pray about that. So, it just shows interest and shows we care and shows practically that we’re here.  One of the ways the ministry is enabled to pray for each person is through their health clinic. They offer services to refugees and pray for every patient. “Every person that comes in the clinic, we pray for them, pray for that God would touch them, or heal them, or do something. And people come, sometimes they really don’t have any physical illness. They just come for the prayer.” Refugees in Lebanon need your help whether that’s by praying for them, contributing financially, or going to serve alongside them. Your prayers aren’t empty. They make a difference and these refugees are coveting your prayers of healing and encouragement. Pray the Lord would continue changing hearts in refugee camps and open doors for Triumphant Mercy to share His Gospel.
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This interview was done by Children on the Edge for International Women’s Day 2017. Feel free to also check out their website. BE BOLD FOR CHANGE Interview conducted by Children on the edge The theme for the 2017 International Women’s Day is #BeBoldForChange and we are privileged to be partnering with a number of truly inspirational women, who constantly use boldness and strength to bring about change for women and girls in their communities. Nuna Matar is the Director of Triumphant Mercy, the Lebanese NGO we partner with to provide education for refugee children in Lebanon. We interviewed Nuna about what inspires her to be bold in creating change, what changes are possible, and how she overcomes obstacles and barriers in her work.
1. Can you describe why you first wanted to help Syrian refugees in your community?  We started the NGO in 2006 and then started working with refugees in January 2013. I guess I would call it a nudge in the spirit to reach out to the refugees in our area. It wasn’t work I particularly desired, but more of a compelling call from within to go ahead and do something and bring a change. 2. Have there been things that have happened in your life that have inspired you to do the work you do now?  I lost my parents when I was young. My mother died when I was 10 due to sickness and my father was shot during the Lebanon civil war by a sniper when I was 15. I know what it is like to live in pain or in need. I look at people as people who are in need and my response when I see a need is to do something. With the refugees it was initially hard for me to even consider reaching out to Syrian people. Because of our country’s history, they would naturally be my enemies. Syria had occupied Lebanon for years and had really mistreated the Lebanese people. At the end of the day though people are people, and when we look at individuals as human beings, not as a race or ethnic group, when we encounter their misery, look at their trauma and understand their fears, this completely changes our perspective. 3. Have there been barriers you have had to overcome to achieve what you are doing now? If so, how did you overcome them? A big barrier has been the lack of resources and expertise. When we started we were just a church humanitarian branch with no structure and no system, but then we moved to become a separate organization. Still we didn’t have many resources and we started out simply going out playing with refugee children, taking a football or beads. We were seeing so much need but at the time we couldn’t do much about it as we didn’t have a structure in place, didn’t know any of the NGO requirements and policies, so I had to have an accelerated learning program ‘on the job’, learning in few weeks what takes years of university to learn. I learned by trial and error how to open a school for refugees in the camps, I learned things ranging from building a tent with my own hands, to coordinating with other NGOs working in the area, to dealing with camp leaders, to understanding a culture that is so different than mine. Deciding to have Syrian teachers was the right thing to do, but it is a challenge! Now we have four schools running and a community center. We have about 500 children that we are educating and a growing number of adults that are taking language classes with us. The most difficult thing is prioritizing the urgent versus the important. It is always a hard thing to dismiss immediate needs, so ensuring sustainability can be hard . Funders tend to think in terms of years or nice neat projects so it’s always a challenge to know who will stay by your side for the next phase. Designing an exit strategy is hard in a protracted emergency! We just keep planning, we keep people motivated, and we don’t lose sight of our goal. ​4. Are there any situations in your work that are made either harder or easier because you are a woman?  I live in a society that looks down on women, yet I am a camp leader (about 47 tents with 400 people), the head of four refugee schools in informal camps and the manager of a community center in Beirut. Doing all these things in a culture that has a strong middle eastern view that women are inferior is a challenge. I have to deal with angry men, take hard decisions and many times have a very tough attitude. In the Syrian community, and especially in camps where we work, most people are illiterate. The women’s roles are just to get married when they’re 16 or 17 and have children. It is a disgrace for women if they don’t have lots of babies. So women are not part of decision making, or any leadership. I have to get the balance between really being tough, whilst at the same time trying to show compassion, this is a very difficult combination as a woman. On the other hand, as a woman I can easily build relationships with women. As a camp leader, I have to deal with men a lot, but I have the advantage of also being able to work with women. Usually a male camp leader can only deal with men. All our school principals and most of our teachers are women and they find it easier to talk to me as a woman. I think I am in inspiration to them. As they see me do what I do, they get the boldness to step up into their own roles.
 
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