through the eyes of a nomad

I met this family when I was in Beirut. They are from southern Lebanon, but came to the city so he could go to the doctor. They were so hospitable and friendly! My friend and I sat with them for almost an hour drinking tea and juice chatting with them in broken Arabic and broken English...more broken Arabic than English! His English was waaaaaaaay better than my very little Arabic! Please keep this family in your thoughts. The Father has been laying them on my heart over the past few days! When you have time, please lift them up. :)