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Clarkson Refugees Research Paper

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As I sat on the back bench of a 12 passenger van with a coffee in my hand and my head on the back of the seat in front of me, I realized I had nothing left to give. All of energy was gone. I had come to the end of myself. We were driving down a bumpy road to an apartment complex filled with new faces from far away countries. As we drove I realized how much we had been doing every day and the weight of the things we had seen started to sink in. The refugees of Clarkson, Georgia had been through so much and I was getting a small glimpse into their lives during this week. However, it was Thursday afternoon and I was tired. We had been helping kids in the school all morning, then explored and ate at an international market, and my stomach was starting to turn from the ethnic food we had eaten. As we drove along and our leader described the after school program we would be working with I realized how physically exhausted I was. I began to pray for strength from God, and I told him that anything that …show more content…

To really understand you would have to meet sweet Sun, a refugee girl, or eat at the house of Besuma and his family, Muslim, Syrian refugees who feed us and entertained us for hours. To really understand Clarkson and refugees you would have to taste the rich, tasty Ethiopian, Vietnamese, Burmese, and Syrian food. Many of the foods I didn’t even know how to pronounce, but the favors made my taste buds dance and sing. It would also take sitting with JBU alumni learning about how they are living in refugee neighborhoods, being good neighbors. It would also take helping Mursa, a refugee struggling to learn English, with her resumé so she can get a job to support her family. It would take carrying cement blocks to build a composition system for the new refugee garden, but most of all it would take Jesus opening one’s eyes and heart to the beauty that is Clarkson,

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