The hopelessness and despair are palpable everywhere you meet Venezuelan refugees. Two mothers today with tiny children cried as I told them of the love of the Savior. Abandoned by everyone, it was hard for them to imagine the love of God was certain and secure. "Eight days..." "Three months..." "Recently..." "A long time..." How many more quotes could I give to let you know of the wild and varied responses you'll hear when asking how long they've been in Colombia. Venezuelans are everywhere. On the main plazas and the city parks you won't see them in nearly as large numbers as before. COVID and police regulations keep them from gathering in large groups. But when you walk the surrounding streets and narrow passage ways, they're still there. And there are more coming all the time. The nearby river has been out of its banks recently due to heavy, unseasonal rains. So, the crossings have slowed a little. But
