Imagine going to a public housing building and getting "attacked" by 40 kids who do not speak any language that you know. Imagine the joy on their faces to see that someone does care and wants to have fun with them. Imagine knowing that the country that has taken them in also fears them because of their religion and you have no power to make their lives better. Imagine spending the afternoon painting fun images, but you have to be careful that you do not offend their religion and the moms are watching your every move. Imagine walking away from this building with some kids crying because they don't want you to go even though your smile was the only thing that they understood . . .
If you do it to the least of these, you are doing it to me . . . - Jesus
My afternoon was filled by spending time with a refugee camp from Chechnya. They are a group of about 150 in all and are seen as lower than the dogs in Poland. There is nowhere for them to go. They escaped the brutality of the Russian military and ended up in Katowice. There is a group who is trying to show that not all Christians hate them or fear them. It was a moving experience for me. To see and touch and smile and even hug these beautiful children who have known nothing but war, fear and hate. I hope to return to paint more "Spiderman" faces in two weeks!