Photo taken by N, in front of her makeshift tent in Samos Jungle
Kenmerken: Engels, Samos
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Anneke Wierenga
Dear Ms. N. ,
Thank you for your honest letter. I wish and pray that Europe would show more hospitality towards people who seek refuge under our wings. God made each and every one of us, and we are equal. I hope you will be able to endure the time in Samos and that you will eventually find a wonderful New home where you fee free and accepted. You are so loved and preciously made!
In the Psalms (Bible) we read: ‘O LORD, you have searched me [thoroughly] and have known me. You know when I sit down and when I rise up [my entire life, everything I do]; You understand my thought from
Even before there is a word on my tongue [still unspoken], Behold, O LORD, You know it all. You have enclosed me behind and before, And [You have] placed Your hand upon me. Such [infinite] knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is too high [above me], I cannot reach it. Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence? If I ascend to heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead), behold, You are there. If I take the wings of the dawn, If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea, Even there Your hand will lead me, And Your right hand will take hold of me. If I say, “Surely the darkness will cover me, And the night will be the only light around me,” Even the darkness is not dark to You and conceals nothing from You, But the night shines as bright as the day; Darkness and light are alike to You. For You formed my innermost parts; You knit me [together] in my mother’s womb. I will give thanks and praise to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was being formed in secret, And intricately and skillfully formed [as if embroidered with many colors] in the depths of the earth. Your eyes have seen my unformed substance; And in Your book were all written The days that were appointed for me, When as yet there was not one of them [even taking shape]. How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I could count them, they would outnumber the sand. When I awake, I am still with You.’
PSALMS 139:1-2, 4-18 AMP
He knows you, is there with you – even when you feel alone – and He loves you!
I read your letter in the bottle. Sorry to hear about your bad situation there. It’s unbelievable for us how you have to live and what you have experienced
I hope that our gouvernements in Europe will take their responsibility.
We do all we can, to urge your case to our leaders.
We are thinking about you.
Dear Ms. N. ,
Thank you for your honest letter. I wish and pray that Europe would show more hospitality towards people who seek refuge under our wings. God made each and every one of us, and we are equal. I hope you will be able to endure the time in Samos and that you will eventually find a wonderful New home where you fee free and accepted. You are so loved and preciously made!
In the Psalms (Bible) we read: ‘O LORD, you have searched me [thoroughly] and have known me. You know when I sit down and when I rise up [my entire life, everything I do]; You understand my thought from
Even before there is a word on my tongue [still unspoken], Behold, O LORD, You know it all. You have enclosed me behind and before, And [You have] placed Your hand upon me. Such [infinite] knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is too high [above me], I cannot reach it. Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence? If I ascend to heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead), behold, You are there. If I take the wings of the dawn, If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea, Even there Your hand will lead me, And Your right hand will take hold of me. If I say, “Surely the darkness will cover me, And the night will be the only light around me,” Even the darkness is not dark to You and conceals nothing from You, But the night shines as bright as the day; Darkness and light are alike to You. For You formed my innermost parts; You knit me [together] in my mother’s womb. I will give thanks and praise to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was being formed in secret, And intricately and skillfully formed [as if embroidered with many colors] in the depths of the earth. Your eyes have seen my unformed substance; And in Your book were all written The days that were appointed for me, When as yet there was not one of them [even taking shape]. How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I could count them, they would outnumber the sand. When I awake, I am still with You.’
PSALMS 139:1-2, 4-18 AMP
He knows you, is there with you – even when you feel alone – and He loves you!
Be blessed to be a blessing!
With love,
Anneke
dear refugee,
I read your letter in the bottle. Sorry to hear about your bad situation there. It’s unbelievable for us how you have to live and what you have experienced
I hope that our gouvernements in Europe will take their responsibility.
We do all we can, to urge your case to our leaders.
We are thinking about you.
keep going
Henk