On Christmas Day, our son Andrew left his home in Wisconsin to travel half way around the world to volunteer on Lesvos, an island off Greece about 4 miles from Turkey.
Daily he scans the horizon for boats full of refugees and then offers hope and safety once they make it to shore.
1000-5000 refugees from Iraq, Iran, Syria, and Turkey arrive on the island every week and need to be cared for and directed to resettle in Europe.
I have set up a website to post his pictures and journal. Go read his entries about the families who are fleeing the terrorism in their countries.
It will open up your eyes but most of all it will open up your heart.
As you probably know, Andrew is one of our 13 adopted kids. We have 15 children. He came to us a week shy of 4 months old from a Korean orphanage with just one outfit and a serious allergy to our country. After battling many years of chronic pneumonia from his asthma/allergies, he finally kicked the asthma and joined the Marines the summer after his freshman year at Maranatha.
He had many rough years while serving our country and experienced much loss. My mother’s heart ached for him and prayed God would scoop him up and make him into an amazing man that would change the world.
My prayers, hopes and dreams for that little Asian skin and bones baby we got off the plane have been realized with one decision – one decision that Andrew made to put himself last and strangers first – to rescue thousands of refugees coming to the island of Lesvos fleeing for their lives.
Read about his journey to show the love of God to those who need hope.
