I came across these containers by a barbed wire fence and it made me wonder about the migrants who enter similar containers hoping to travel to a better life.
I can’t imagine turning my back on everything I know and heading off into the unknown like that. Are they brave or deceived? Acting out of desire for a better life or desperation to get away, possibly both? I imagine a million thoughts go through their minds and I don’t expect they are ever certain it is the right thing to do. Doubts must always be there. Doubts become a prison in their own way.
Then what next?
Dislocated Christians 