Children laughing, mothers busying around, as we loved on the people. There was joy in one house at least, for those precious days we spent painting, playing and simply being around the people in the camp. What a life-changing time in an area so unsafe to us, yet safe to those who live there. I learned this fast as our team passed a man carrying a 2 inch think bundle of US hundred dollar bills. Our guide told me, ‘This is the safest place on earth.’ I was shocked and surprised at his words, I smiled on the outside while on the inside I was unconvinced. It was a 5 minute walk from our hotel through the concrete to get to the house where we served. With murals of Hussain on the walls just outside, we knew where we were not. I spend the days sanding walls and playing with the children. Plenty of sweet tea with sage was consumed during those hours. Head dresses, unveiled beauties we saw as my heart began to melt for the unchosen brother. God revealed to me His love for this side of the family – His passion to see their hearts softened and how He longs to have them redeemed to be part of the family again. There was no room at the Inn when Joseph came to town, unwanted and dejected only the cave for the sheep remained for them to shelter. Our team was received with open arms and joy. Tears shed on both sides, the bonds of love surpassing language, nationality and religion. We left with many memories for all.