EVEN UPON first meeting with him, one cannot help but be taken with the quiet authority of Sheikh Adnan. A soft-spoken man with a trimmed beard and an ankle-length brown frock, Adnan navigates the grinding, ferocious poverty of the Gaza refugee camp, an hour east of Amman, with quiet but clear authority.

As he drives into the camp with a white, distinctly non-Arab looking visitor, a gaggle of boys crowds around his car to beg for money and to catch a glimpse of the rare visitor, but they have learned to heed the sheikh’s gentle reprimand. Their parents have learned to seek his counsel and advice on both practical and religious matters.


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