He saw her in the market, a rare breath of beauty amid the misery of his life in the refugee camp. Someone said she was from his village back in Syria, which he fled when a Syrian government plane dropped bombs that destroyed his home.
And now, on a hot afternoon two months later, Samah al-Saud, emerges in a white satin dress, fully veiled with a tall hood covering her head. Dozens of friends and neighbors crowd in close as she and her groom step into an old blue Opel taxi, the only car amid all the refugee tents and trailers. It has come to carry them to their new life.
- Jeremiah 29:1 - 1
- Jeremiah 29:4 - 15