This is an email from Casey’s (Our Daughter) Friend. She is 24 years old and is living in Egypt with her husband.
When Your Neighbors Are At War
Domestic violence is very prevalent here. I have had to help many women, cleaning their physical wounds, and sit and cry with them through their emotional ones. While I have been fortunate to not experience violence against me I have seen it perpetrated on to others. Why it is so prevalent is beyond my grasp. Poverty? Lack of control of your surroundings (Egypt is still semi- socialist in that you can not choose your profession, only so much bread is allotted per person, and freedom of religion and speech is highly questionable) Maybe because it is such a harsh environment with heat reaching to the upper 100’s in the summer and lower 20’s in the winter.
The whole country has an undercurrent feeling of fighting for survival. If you aren’t fighting with your family, it’s with your neighbor, if not with your neighbor it’s with your government. One even has to fight the land here, battling the wind and sand to make a plot of land to use that might be able to produce vegetation.
Like clockwork, I hear my neighbors arguing every mid day. What it is about I don’t know, but it’s loud and angry and it must be about the same thing because it always comes at the same time.
Further down the village two families have an all out war, guns and all. This is a feud to an extreme.
And more recent The Gaza/ Israeli war has brought recent security issues into my life.
Now I repeat DON’T WORRY I AM SAFE. I am 6 hours south from all the fighting. However in the past month there have been a ton of demonstrations in the streets. 2 weeks ago a group of 50 people rioted in Assuit (30 minutes from here) burning Israeli and American flags crying for the president to send the Egyptian military to the aid of Palestine. In other middle eastern countries they are burning the flag of Egypt and calling them cowards for not joining the fight.
So as a result of all this I have been playing it low key. I mean I can still go out, it’s just that I am not wearing a T-SHIRT that has like an American flag on it or I ‘m not going around whistling the national anthem. At this point I am trying to pass off as European or Canadian. I am safe here in the village, Most the Christians here celebrate when a Muslim dies ( I know I know, what happened to love your enemy?) but I guess when you are religiously oppressed the idea of forgiveness and loving aren’t really moral ideals to consider.
Things have begun to quiet down. I have no fear about my life and safety.
My mother is here this week, and she brought me the greatest surprise, my sister! It was good to see familiar faces and reconnect with my family. We took them to the pyramids and Atta and I went to the Cairo Museum ( The whole time Atta said ” Yes, this is the great civilization you married into, You married the descendant of Pharaohs”) I think the greatest thing about seeing my mom and sister was that they were really able to encourage me. They helped me figure out how my oven works and the first thing we made was chocolate chip cookies( pre mixed pack my mom brought from USA) I have never been so happy to eat chocolate chip cookies or even have a working oven in all my life!
That is one thing that has really changed me here is my perspective on life. I use to love watching Oprah and reading gossip magazines or looking at vogue fashion. not that I was consumed or a consumer of these things, but I just had such a fascination with this lifestyle that was so different from my own- now I don’t even have a fascination with these things, I am actually becoming more and more disgusted with it all. The antics of hollywood star-lites and the latest trends don’t hold two cents worth when it comes to the nitty gritty of life.
Also I feel a lot closer to death and life here. I mean as cheesy as this sounds the whole “circles of life” is lived out daily here. Have you ever seen your food slaughtered before you eat it? Looked the animal in the eye before you cut it’s throat? My whole Food philosophy has radically shifted, It’s like It’s become more sacred in a way. Maybe sacred is not the right word but I have definitely become more conscience of what I eat. Plus we only have seasonal vegetables, meaning you only get certain foods when it’s in season (not year round like in the states) so in this way you become more aware of the seasons and land around you.
I am more appreciative of the true freedom that is found in the Father, that transcends all governmental dictations and policies and my hope is that one day all men will come to know this freedom and will no longer have to go to war with their neighbor.
Peace
Tiff
