Abraham is a chair of a displacement camp in Nigeria. He and his family have been there for three years, ever since their village was devastated by a Fulani militant attack that killed eight people, including his brother. Neglected by the authorities, food at the camp is scarce and conditions are awful, but Open Doors support is helping meet some of the urgent needs.
Abraham takes us on his journey where he has clung onto hope in God throughout his ordeal.
Source: www.opendoorsuk.org
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Abraham
Around midnight Fulani people came and were shining their flashlights around searching for people to kill. My brother stood up to protect the door of the house, the killers shot him through the door. He came outside then they shot him in the head.
I managed to run to a village before this camp called Agan. I slept there then came to this camp the next day. This camp is where I am and this camp is like countless camps in Nigeria. I am here with thousands of others.
As soon as it is dawn, I will walk with you all and show you everywhere in the camp.
My name is Tar Abraham. I am the camp chairman of Ichwa Camp.
If you take a look, you will see that all these tents are occupied by displaced people. We are all Christians. Everyone here ran from their homes because of the militant Fulani herdsmen attacks on their communities.
We have just 15 toilets to share among over 3,000 people. We are contracting many illnesses from using these bad toilets. Whenever we go to ease ourselves in the bush we wonder if we will return alive because our killers sometimes lay in ambush.
This is where we are living. We made all these with our hands. Take a look, everyone here is a Christian that was forced to leave their homes due to the fight. Some shades have up to five occupants, shades close to our water supply have up to seven people living them.
Life here is difficult and look at the hot climate, someone is sleeping here, look how this shade is, he didn’t get sticks.
I’m not visiting the camp as a chairman. I live here with my family. This is my wife and these are my children, we are a family of five. My major problem is my children have stopped schooling and they don’t always get food to eat. Take a look at how much weight they have lost.
The food items being given to us show us that Christians all over the world care about us and remember us. I keep praying to God for providence. And that He should not forget us here. He is in charge of everyone, those who were killed and we who are still alive. Let Him give us food to eat, to encourage us to remain alive, because life is tough here.
We will worship God because He has preserved our lives. I appeal to Christians all over the world to pray for peace so that we can return to our own homes
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