Our Stories

We never wanted War City. It was like receiving the Biblical “unloved sister”. Our eyes were on Shariya Camp and the government really wanted to dump War City on us newbies, but we soon both admired and fell in love with this precious community as our stake went deep into the ground. By way of reminder it's a tenement dumping area that somehow got the auspicious title of city when it was never even a village. It’s a home though, a place of refuge, a safe haven to the Syrian

Thank you to everyone who heard our plea for help to keep our work going and who have given sacrificially this week. We really value and...

“Now Isaac sowed seed in that land ( in a time of famine ) and the same year reaped a hundredfold because the Lord blessed him.” Genesis...

Over the past two years quite a few of our “Kids” were able to immigrate, most to Australia, but also Canada and Germany. It was hard to...

The Hope Garden, 1400 square meters is located inside Shariya Camp, the only green space inside the weary camp. It's a place where the...

As some of you will recall, Newroz was given to us, a noble Arabian mare, but one that, even by three years old, had been overworked and...

Due to Lisa's ongoing medical procedures there will be no update this week. We'll be back next week! In the meantime, we'd love to share...

Dear Friends, as you read this we will be hosting an art exhibition in the Mall in Shariya, mall being a cluster of stores in a building,...

This week, Bashiq, our English teacher and Nurse Salah spent time inside the camp, just a few days after the 11th memorial of the...

Dear friends, Thank you for your continued support and personal encouragement. I have recovered from the operation and will soon begin...

Today we turn our focus to our kindergarten for Syrian refugees. Those who have escaped evil regimes, chemical bombings and starvation....

When I was 9 years old, ISIS captured me not only me, but my whole family. The most painful moment was when my mother said to me, “Take...