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Immigration
I Pray for Refugees Because I Was One. And God Was Faithful.
How “casting all my cares upon him” got this Karen girl from Burma to America.
Sunday Htoo
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I
walked for nine days in my slippers in the deep forest. My father
carried all the food. My mom carried my one-year-old brother. My other
younger siblings had to walk by themselves. I carried all the cookware,
some blankets, and clothes for them.
After
seven days, we reached the Tenasserim River and crossed on a big boat.
We were climbing the mountain quickly, and I heard the gunfire again. I
climbed up the mountain as fast as I could. When I reached the top, I
put down all my things and went back ...
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Friday, June 21, 2019
I Was A Refugee And God Was Faithful.
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