In Jordan, close to Syria, is a large town that owes over half its population to the refugee crisis. Until the borders closed, refugees were pouring into the town by the thousand. As with any situation of this sort, times are hard. Many families are packed into single apartments. Jobs are hard for refugees to obtain. Food and clothing costs money. There is still a lot of memories and trauma that have their effect. The town is Sunni Muslim, and photography is taboo, but we did manage to get a few photographs. We stayed at a refugee center that hosts classes for refugees, as well as local Jordanians. One class that was impressive was the ladies’ sewing class. Here the ladies learned to sew, selling their wares in a local shop as they learned. By the end of the class, they had sold enough to pay for their sewing machine. They now had the means and the skills to create a livelihood. 




Amman is an impressive city. With buildings packed onto the very hills, it’s a trick to navigate. It’s a beautiful mix of the old and the new. Ancient Roman ruins nestle beside modern shops selling electronics. We visited a refugee center that has a variety of classes. Set up to be a coffee shop, it boasts English classes, sewing classes, and crocheting classes. They mainly reach out to nominal Christian Iraqis who have fled their homelands. These Iraqis are only Christian in name, and have never had an encounter with the One who gives true water to those in need. In Amman there is also a good Arabic school called the Kelsey Arabic Program. If you are interested in learning the language, check it out: