When winter arrives, for many, it brings a picture of beauty and serenity. It is a season of abundance that washes the earth with the blessing of rain, giving us warm moments around the fireplace, where we recall childhood memories and share conversations. These are details that bring peace and tranquility to the soul.
However, for others, winter comes with an entirely different face. It arrives as a ghost that threatens their existence, a nightmare that stalks their safety and security. In the camps, where every feature of beauty turns into suffering, thousands find themselves in a harsh confrontation with a season that knows no mercy.
The Other Face of Winter: A Struggle for Survival in the Camps
In the camps, winter is not a beautiful season but a harsh test of resilience. The thin tents that barely protect from the rain shake violently with every gust of wind, as if on the verge of collapsing. Water seeps inside, flooding the ground and bedding, and soiling what is left of their clothes, leaving families in unbearable darkness and cold.
The search for warmth becomes a daily struggle, as children go out in search of any piece of wood or plastic bag that can be set on fire. With the snowfall, the struggle reaches its peak, as the bitter cold sets in from all sides, and fears of tents collapsing under the weight of the snow increase, making the only hope to get through this season without new losses.
The harshness of winter
Join us in our winter relief campaign to provide shelter, food, and heating. Let us be the hope that gives them the strength to face the harshness of winter.
A Call for Warmth: Don’t Let Winter Wash Away Our Hearts
While rain washes everything on the ground, it cannot wash away the cruelty from some hearts that have become accustomed to indifference. Everyone knows what happens to the displaced in the camps, but some choose to turn a blind eye, content with the warmth and safety they enjoy.
Our brothers and sisters in the camps cry out to us every winter. Their pleas reach us with every cold breeze: “Save us… don’t leave us… we have had enough oppression and displacement.”
Our humanitarian responsibility does not stop at understanding the scale of the tragedy; it starts from here. It begins with taking a step to extend a helping hand and lighting a candle of warmth in a cold tent.
