Received this from Major G about some friends that have succeeded in getting their interpreter and his family to America. They could use some help:
The Bourens are expecting!
Dear Family and Friends,
We need your help!!! Your assignment is at the bottom but PLEASE TAKE A FEW MINUTES TO READ THIS VERY IMPORTANT MESSAGE IN ITS ENTIRETY!!!
I hope the subject got your attention. Many of you followed my journey while I was in Iraq in 2003-2004. My Iraqi interpreter, Mr. Ali, came to know Jesus Christ as his personal Lord and Savior during my final week in Iraq. You may also remember that Mr. Ali has a wife and seven children. His oldest son is Hussein. Hussein has followed in his father’s footsteps and began working as an interpreter for the past couple of years for the Coalition Forces to do his part in helping to liberate his country from tyranny.
My mom has been in e-mail contact with Mr. Ali ever since my return from Iraq. She and Mr. Ali e-mail each other regularly, and my mom has been doing a sort of “distance discipleship” with Mr. Ali and helping him to better understand this new relationship with Jesus. While all of this has been going on, Mr. Ali’s son, Hussein, has been trying to get a visa to come to America.
Now let me cut to the chase. Eight days ago, on December 3rd, my mom received an e-mail from Mr. Ali stating that Hussein’s immigration paperwork was miraculously finalized. He then told us that Hussein would be flying to New York this month with his wife and two sons. Mr. Ali told us that Hussein will be landing here shortly, but he will not have a job, no home, and he has never been outside of Iraq’s borders. Mr. Ali asked us if we knew what would happen next. Of course we were shocked and clueless…and happy all the same!
Well, we’ve spent the past 8 days praying like crazy and asking God for guidance and wisdom. It just so happens that we planned on staying here in New York this Christmas, and I had already requested leave from 16-19 December. Well, three days ago on December 8th, we learned that Hussein’s flight is on December 19th.
Adra and I have no idea what the next step is, but we are trusting God to guide us every step of the way. First things first, I think we are going to drive to JFK next Friday and pick up Hussein and his family. Hussein has told us that they have absolutely nothing but the clothes on their backs and their immigration paperwork. Put yourselves in their shoes. They will land in a foreign country where they know no one, have no money, no job, no house, no food, no toothbrush, and no idea where they are. Did I mention that they have a 2-year-old son named Ali and a 10-month-old son named Ramy?
hat’s where God paints The Bouren Family into the picture (and hence the subject of this message, “The Bourens are expecting!”…not a child, but a family!). We are going to pick them up and bring them back to our house, but we need your prayers for what we should do next. Obviously, Hussein needs a job as quickly as possible. He’ll need a driver’s license, a car, a house, a social security number, and probably a million other things that I’m not thinking of right now. I do know one thing for sure—God is in control. I also know that we are not authorized to keep them in our government military quarters for more than 30 days, and I will actually have to go to work every day while Adra continues to homeschool our children. We’ll probably need to get them out of New York and into an area with a much lower cost of living. But how we’ll do that, only God knows right now.
As I was tucking Kayla into bed tonight, I asked her if she would be willing to give up her room for Hussein and his family. She got very excited and said, “They’ve probably never seen a real house before, have they Daddy?” Then she proceeded to talk about how fun it will be to have them here for their first Christmas in America. She also started talking about getting them some gifts and toys for the kids. So, Hussein and his wife, Otor, and their two boys will live in Kayla’s room for now. Some of you may remember my stories from Iraq when I shared that Mr. Ali and his wife and their 7 children all lived in a very small house (if you could even call it a house). It was a cement slab of about 500 square feet that they had quartered into a bedroom where all nine of them slept together on the cement floor in one room; another room they built as a kitchen; another room was the entry/living room/study; and the last was a bathroom—all of this on a pure cement slab with no flooring or carpeting and only part of that covered by aluminum roofing.
Loved ones, I must tell you, I have tears of joy streaming down my face as I think about those kids taking a bath in our warm bathtub with clean water. I can already picture my son, Brady, playing trains and cars with Ali. I can see Kayla being very motherly toward baby Ramy. I can see all of us hugging at the airport and treasuring this God-given moment in time. I see us stopping at a restaurant on the way home and watching their eyes pop out of their head when they see the menu. I can’t wait to see their faces as we pass NYC on our way to West Point. If you had seen what I saw over there and the horrific conditions many of the Iraqi people have lived in, you would know my excitement. To think that I will be able to give some clothes to Hussein and share Christ’s love with him and his family is absolutely overwhelming. To know that they will be in a loving home, sleeping on a soft bed, in a safe place that is VERY quiet..with no bombs going off and no death threats from terrorists who try to kill anyone who works with the Coalition Forces…yes, my friends, these are some of the reasons why I cry for joy.
Here’s where God paints you into the picture. Please begin to pray about this situation and feel free to share this note with anyone you think might be able to help. Let me tell you a little more about Hussein so you can help me find someone who might be able to hire him for a job. If you or anyone you know can help or might have some ideas for us, we are all ears. We are taking this by faith, one step at a time, trusting that the Lord will provide.
Hussein’s background is as follows: he most recently served as an interpreter for the U.S. Army, so he can obviously speak and write English and Arabic fluently; previously, he was a student at the Railway Station’s Institution where he earned a diploma for air conditioning study; prior to that, he worked as a laborer in a mill factory that produced flour. I think he is about 26 years old. I have attached a picture that I had taken in January of 2004 when I was presenting Mr. Ali with a car that we purchased for his family.
I had raised money from family and friends back home (many of you) so that we could purchase a car for Mr. Ali. I am shaking Mr. Ali’s hand, and the man on the right is Mr. Ali’s son, Hussein.
Thank you for your prayers.
Waiting on the Lord expectantly,
Kevin (for the Bouren Family)
So, you can pray for the Bourens and the Husseins. And if you have any ideas about how to help the Husseins, email me and I'll put you in touch with Major Bouren.