I started to write a normal blog today, and I just couldn’t focus. My heart and my mind are with my family in Egypt. My mother has two brothers there: one is a minister of a church in Alexandria, and is married with an eight-year-old son. The other lives in Cairo with his wife and beautiful 13 year old daughter, Nada, who was named after me. This second family was with us just a few weeks ago for Christmas, and today we spoke to them on the phone from their apartment in Cairo, where they are laying low and hoping for the chaos to pass. I can’t imagine how scared Little Nada (as we call her) must be, and her mom is panicked. My uncle Samy, Nada’s father, said that the men in the building got together to discuss protecting the building, but no one has a gun, and all they could do is secure the front door and wait and pray. They can hear protesting and rioting down the street from their house, as they are close to one of the main streets of Cairo. Tomorrow, if the fighting continues, they hope to get in their car and drive to El Minia, a small town in Upper Egypt. Who knows whether this is even a possibility, and if roads are passable, and how safe that kind of a trip will be, but they have spoken to family there (it is my mother’s hometown) and have been told that the unrest has not spread to that part of the country.
I cannot imagine what they are going through, but I love them and they are on my mind every second and in my prayers. Please take a moment to pray for them, and everyone else in this troubled country.
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