My daughter and I attended an event where we got to listen to two men who had just returned from helping Ukrainian refugees in Poland and southern Ukraine. It was so eye-opening. The men said they had expected the people to be sad, the outlook dreary, but most people were holding on to hope and finding the good. They told about a Polish aid worker who was always happy, always helping as she sorted out how best to help those coming across the border. One thing she did was that she would give a little clap, smile as big as she could, and say, "God is good. All the time." And she truly believed it. It was her way to lift, to remind, and to give a little bit of hope. You could see that in her face. It touched them and it touched me.
Most of the refugees the men saw and helped were women with children and the elderly. They talked about how so many churches are banding together to help and just how inspiring it was to see all the hands reaching out to offer comfort and necessities. They shared some experiences they had as they delivered desperately needed supplies to an orphanage in southern Ukraine that made my heart race as they were close to danger. It was definitely a riveting presentation. I've been thinking about the things they shared ever since, and how our outlook and our words can offer hope to someone else. "God is good. All the time." I'm grateful we got to give back in a small way that evening and I don't think I'll forget the things that were shared. Our world needs more hope, more light, and more people willing to stand up, even in dark circumstances.
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