A few weeks ago, Rahat, one of our Down's Syndrome kiddies, asked his mother if it was “Oscar and Newroz day”, the day when he goes to Horses for Hope. I thought about the joy and expectation that brings him. I opened my photo file on my phone and the photo diary impacted me. In my search for pictures of Rahat, and his Oscar and Newroz day, I saw how much we accomplish in the course of a day, in the course of a week. I saw the fullness of every day, everywhere I looked, hope was in the eyes of our students, anticipation, discovery, delight, success, self worth. The list is long.
One of my team shared this week that in coming to work with Springs of Hope, he had walked into love and care he had never known. He had been embraced by our family of which he had quickly become a part. Today I will share just some of the photo diary of this past week. It really is a glimpse as there is much more to share but you will see us from the rising of the sun to its going down. I hope that you too, will sense the love, and will be able to smell the fragrance of hope which we breathe in every day.
As you look at the smiling faces, I pray that you will remember our dark days, the days when blood and rape and torture and death were part of our every breath, and see how far we have come. I pray that you will see the healing, the captives being set free, the joy that does indeed come in the morning, the beauty that rises from underneath the ashes. We are blessed to live inside this hidden kingdom where healing and miracles are the norm, this kingdom that is an upside down kingdom, tucked away inside a refugee camp where the impossible is happening, day by day and week by week. And where every day is an Oscar and Newroz day, the kind of day that each student exactly needs.
