Hanna (not her real name) is a Christian woman living in Damascus, Syria, with her husband. She and her husband have two young daughters. Hanna works in a school. Hanna has been writing what life is like in war-torn Syria for over a year.
I’m in church while I’m telling you this. In the room next to me, there is a service going on for refugees. We have two meetings a day now, because prayer is the only thing that we can still do. Every morning when I wake up, I’m relieved because the shootings and the strange voices I heard when I went to sleep are over. Our neighborhood will not be in the hands of the terrorists today. But that doesn’t mean we’re safe. Regularly when we walk the streets we see bombs coming down, or cars exploding. Then people tell us – run from this place, a bomb has just come down, it will explode soon. So then we run for our lives.
More and more the bombs seem to be aimed at churches. The roof of the school of our church was also hit. Fortunately, the children were in the church at that time and thanks to God nobody got hurt. It’s difficult to explain to the children what happened. While we could restore the roof quite soon, of course, they were afraid to return to that place.