Main ministry started on Monday. The first school we visited was among the nicest schools. It was funded by a Lebanese pastor, while run by a Christian Syrian refugee. A lot of volunteer teachers were present also, ones from the US as a long term missions trip. The sun was scorching down, so we spread a huge cover across the playfield and waited for the kids to arrive.
They were all so loving. Some wore uniforms, some wore colorful wardrobes. As each and every student came running, though shy at first, soon welcomed all of us with big smiles.
After a short while of classes, the kids gathered around to watch the team perform. We prepared a skit, while some played songs with their instruments. We had the kids run around with pinwheels and balloons, right after a snack time. In the end, we had them sing and dance their hearts away.
A missionary who was watching the kids have fun, mentioned that kids from Muslim families would have been executed if they found their kids to have been singing songs about Jesus. Yet, here they were learning about Jesus. He mentioned how miraculous it was, and that God had used the tragedy of war to spread the Gospel.
It got me thinking about the problem of pain. C.S. Lewis wrote a whole book about it, and to the best of my knowledge, his conclusion was along the lines of that no one may understand why suffering occurs in this life. What we can do is to react to it to the best of our abilities, say, by getting to know God all the more.
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