Greece: Where Europe Begins

A member of our little team, Dan, arrived in Greece late yesterday night.

After his first day distributing aid to the THOUSANDS of refugees passing through to the Macedonian border, he sent me this message.

“It’s breaking my heart because we don’t have enough and hundreds are coming by the hour and I am having to ration food and water. The coach loads are relentless. We did shoe distribution earlier and it was out of hand, we nearly got mobbed and I was stuck in a building with people putting their arms through the windows and taking stuff and little kids getting crushed against railings. I’ve never seen people so desperate. It kills me.”

When we spoke, he told me he had never seen anything like it. More people than he could have ever imagined, and all in shock, reeling from the crossing of the Mediterranean, many grieving the loss of family members, wives, children, or their entire life’s possessions to the sea.

I’m lying in bed thinking about how crazy this all is.

This is life changing.

World changing.

Everything is changing right now, this is migration on a-whole-nother LEVEL. This will go down in history. It’s biblical, it’s panic-inducing, it’s actually so so scary.

Where are these people going to go? What Dan experienced today is just a tiny drop in the ocean of crisis. This has been happening every single day for months, and doesn’t seem to be slowing.

Surely this will shake up the whole dynamic of the world? The whole future of the Middle East? Of Europe? I don’t understand much about politics but I do think it’s weird that we’re not hearing more/doing more/coming together more to deal with this mass desperation.



These are a couple of pictures of Dan in the Jungle camp in Calais, where we have spent a huge amount of time over the past few months. What is happening in Greece is another, very different chapter of this journey. Greece is an earlier stage of the deepest, darkest nightmare so many people are caught up in right now.