Sakina is a mother of ten children, living in the DRCongo.
The Congo is known to be one of the most dangerous places in the world. Wars that began in the early 1990s continue to this day, with the militias continuing to inflict destruction on the Congo population. Armed groups, including the militias, the military and even the police, are guilty of torturing and gang raping many Congolese women. These women are then shunned and treated like modern-day lepers. They are rejected by their friends and families, and driven out of their communities to live in isolation and rejection. Sakina was one of these women. She was raped by multiple gangsters and intentionally infected with HIV, which she also passed to one of her children through breastfeeding. Prior to her assault she was a successful businesswoman, thriving and taking care of her family. The result of the attacks meant Sakina had to leave everything behind, including her once successful business. She felt rejected and hopeless.
Sakina was one of these women. She was raped by multiple gangsters and intentionally infected with HIV, which she also passed to one of her children through
Malawi and Mozambique are countries stricken by famine/drought (Oct 2016). The government declared a national emergency in April, 2016 and has provided some food, but the people do not know if more help is coming. Corn is Malawi’s staple food. Due to flooding one year and drought other years, their last corn harvest was in March 2013 – 3 1/2 years ago. They have been surviving the last years by selling their goats, pigs and cattle, but they have nothing left to sell. Those who are strong enough, go to the bush to find fire wood to sell. Most affected are the children, women and elderly living in remote villages. People are really suffering and famine has reached a critical point. Their daily life is miserable and hopeless. Most are eating just the bush fruits once each day and each night they try to sleep with empty stomachs. Chronic malnutrition in children will stunt their growth and delay mental development and reduce cognitive capacity. Their hunger now will affect their future.
|Joseph is about 8 years old, but looks much younger. He lives with his|
Sponsorship On November, 21, 2012, I was scrolling through my Facebook before bed when a post caught my eye.
“Do you know someone who wants to sponsor a baby? A baby boy and baby girl need sponsorship (and their mother wants the sponsor to name them!)”
People always say that life is made of ‘moments’ and some pass by and some will just stay with you forever. This was one of the moments that I will never forget. In one facebook post, in one photo, I loved this baby girl more than I ever thought I could love someone just by seeing a simple photo.
I got so excited I instantly wrote Home of Hope and asked if I could sponsor the baby girl, praying I would be the first one to respond. I was beyond excited when I heard back and I was officially this sweet little babies sponsor- and I had the privilege of naming her!
I couldn’t believe I had the honour of naming a child. I got in my car and drove to Chapters in
This is the story of Samuel Furst. He is a 15-year-old guy from Sherwood Park, AB. My name is Samuel Furst and I went on my first mission trip April-May 2016. To be honest I did not want to go. I told my parents that I was looking forward to it so I didn’t look like a bad Christian in a household of powerful believers. The first three days I wished I wasn’t there. It was about the fourth or fifth day of our 2-week trip that I started to enjoy it. I started engaging the people and the language and more importantly God. I’ve always known God was there and He was watching over me. I never really sought Him out though, never really felt that feeling of desperately seeking after Him. With everything I had. It was day 6 or 7 and we were going to a small village in the mountains in Rwanda. I was in the middle row of our van sitting beside my mom. The first ever Rwanda sponsor child Emmanuel and my two sisters (Haley and Morgan) were all in the back and they were playfully
Somewhere near the Bay of Bengal in southern India, a drive of about 15-minutes full of lowing cattle and shepherds tapping goats with longs sticks and bleating horns from tuktuk drivers and mystical stone carvings, there is a children’s home surrounded by a concrete wall. In this compound you will discover many things and many purposes but please find Priscilla’s kitchen. If you spend one hour in Priscilla’s kitchen, a square of mildewed concrete about ten feet by twelve, you might learn about authentic Indian cooking, but you might not remember much about that because you might also experience any, or all, of the following things: Priscilla sits on her wooden chair, pushed right against the back cabinets to make room for the cooks. She has a cutting board on her lap and is peeling cloves of garlic with her fingers. Two women, chopping vegetables together at the countertop, maybe three feet in length. Their voices are low and soft, but their laughter rings through the barred window and spills right out into the open air where the turkey is picking through kitchen scraps. A tiny lizard dashes
A brief look into the life of one of our incredible caregivers. All of our sponsored children are taken care of by amazing caregivers who are like moms to children without parents. These caregivers really pour out their hearts as they take care of these orphaned children. While visiting the Kenya Dream Centre in Nairobi, one of our team members took the time to talk to one of the caregivers, Jessica, and hear first-hand the passion and love these caregivers have! Jessica Mutiso conversation: Me: How long have you been at the Dream Centre? Jessica: I have been at the Dream Centre since January 2012. Me: Who is your favourite child at the Dream Centre? Jessica: Joseph is my favorite child, but I love them all equally. Joseph is the one child I have bonded with the most. He even calls me mum. He has a beautiful smile and a very good disciplined boy. Joseph is a very good boy who is social in terms of playing balls with other kids, he loves helping in wiping table after meals he does not like shouting. You just need to understand him and you will be friends forever Me: Do you have any memories that you
My time at the Kenya Dream Centre is an experience I will not soon forget.
It is one thing to hear and see from our home country the impact that prayers and sponsorships have had on the children of this Dream Centre, but to be there and see the results of the hard labour, sponsorships and the favour of Jesus, will grip hold of your heart and soul in a whole new way.
The boy I am holding in this picture is Dane, he was left with nothing and only months old to die behind a restaurant (“restaurant” is a very generous word, more of a shack) in the slums of Kenya’s capital, Nairobi. The truth is that when I met this little boy last month, at 3 and a half years old, he had a permanent look of disappointment on his face and it actually took 3 days before I even saw him crack a smile. This, as you could imagine was heartbreaking. The caretakers of this 36 children home had told me they can get him to smile but it takes quite a bit of time and perseverance.
Their investment in this boy’s life has
Orphans come together into a family Rachael has been a caregiver for Home of Hope in Kenya for the past nine years. She is the house mother of three beautiful children who were rescued and brought to the Dream Centre. Now they have transitioned into her home and are a family! Rachael is loving, genuine and has a smile that can honestly light up any room she walks into. I asked her what her story was and why she has such a passion for taking in abandoned children. This is her story: I had a perfect childhood, but things changed when my mom passed away when I was 14 years old. Three years later my dad died and life became very difficult. My siblings and I had to live with relatives who didn’t treat us well. I had to do odd jobs to pay for my school fees and most of the time I was out of school due to lack of school fees, but I thank God I managed to finish high school! Having lost my parents at such an age, I felt within me that I should love and care for these children who don’t
People are always asking us, “how can my money make the biggest impact?” or saying “I can’t give much, but I want to make a difference.”
Millicent’s story is like many other women in Kenya. They find themselves pregnant after the love of a man gives them hope; only to be quickly abandoned once news of pregnancy reached their ears. Millicent was found living in the Korogocho slum of Nairobi, Kenya – a sprawling slum home to over 650,000 people. With nine children to care for, ranging in age from 1.5 to 22-years-old. Millicent is now HIV , as is her youngest. Using old towels and cloth to cover their leaking tin roof, Millicent was left pregnant, abandoned and confused, wondering how she would ever feed her large family on her own. When a couple from Red Deer, AB heard about microloans through Home of Hope, and the hopelessness of Millicent’s life, they stepped up. A simple $150 one-time microloan along with $100 month for food and rent has completely changed Millicent’s life. She is now attending weekly financial, business and literacy classes offered by Home of Hope. Because of the microloan and love shared by Canadians, Millicent will someday be self-sufficient and full of hope for her future. Though not all of her children are able to stay with her in her shack, the goal is that through