Refugee Camp Part 2

Another awesome email from Dallas that I wanted to share.

Last Sunday was one of those days that I hope I will never forget but I don't know if I was really thankful for it during it. We went to another IDP camp aka refugee camp that the U.N. is giving aid to. When I stepped out of my vehicle I couldn't believe what this place was like. It was a landfield that had been turned into some kind of little village for these people. In particular a noticed a couple little kids playing around in the mud and garbage and then i saw one little girl that was about Amaya's age. She was all dirty and was sitting in the back of a little wagon while her older sister was going through some rubble and finding spoons and bowls that they were going to use to eat with. It brought a tear to my eye to see how bad these little girls had it but then I started to think about my girls and realized how blessed we all are to have places to keep our children clean and warm. We have so many nice things and that I am grateful for. I think God gives me moments like this in my life so I can remember that I am blessed and no matter how hard or bad my day is there is always someone that is having a worse day.


Things are going well and time is really picking up now it seems like. It has been cold lately with the rain and all. Yes I know it has been below zero and a lot of snow in Idaho. Life is good though and thanks for all your prayers and support.

Love you all,

Dallas

 Refugees going about their day

1SG Howard and SSG Walker and the landfield aka refugees home

 

This is when I was deciding if I was going to go and get back in my vehicle or not because I thought I was going to break down right there. This place was bad. (Remember you never know when someone is going to take a picture of you either!)

His email made me think a lot about life and sacrifices. Today our lesson in Relief Society was about sacrifice and I thought about this email I got yesterday. I realized I don't always have the best attitude when I am asked to sacrifice, but sacrifice is really a blessing.  It's hard to have Dallas gone and we really miss him, but we are very blessed to have the opportunity to serve other people. My prayer is that because my little girls had to sacrifice playing with their dad and seeing him for a year, other little children might have a home to live in, a place they can feel safe, and the opportunity to go to school.  And for me, knowing that one child's life in better makes all of our sacrifices seem so small and so worth it.