“It’s true, sir,” - sighs 12-year-old Salome - a real beauty - hiding her serious and sad eyes. – “I cover my head with a blanket and snuggle up to mommy, but we just can't get warm!” Visiting this family, we found ourselves in a tiny, wretched room where poor Tinatin huddles with her two lovely daughters - one-year-old Nini and 12-year-old Salome. “Don’t take off your jackets, it’s freezing here like outside. Children constantly get sick ... I am embarrassed to admit that we don't even have a bed, my eldest daughter and I sleep on the floor,” - the unfortunate mother says with tears in her eyes, while I furtively look around this creepy room with peeling walls and a collapsed ceiling. “How can children live here?” - this question does not get out of my head.

By helping the poor, the sick and the unfortunate, you lend a helping hand not to them - but TO THE SON OF GOD! “For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me... Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.” (Matthew 25:35-36, 40)

Nine-year-old Mariam does her best to comfort her 4-month-old brother Gabriel when he is hungry and bitterly cries... How to explain to a baby that there is no food and there is no money to buy it? At this time, the unhappy mother rushes around like crazy trying to get some money - find, borrow, beg – to buy another pack of formula, which will be enough for only three days ... “I believe that God will not let my children starve to death! - loving mother Sofio could hardly hold back her tears.” - Mariam is already an adult, she is conscientious and doesn’t ask for anything. But the babies... Saba is only two years old - he cannot understand why I can’t buy him sweets and toys and he cries bitterly. Gabriel is just four months old. I can’t breastfeed him and baby formula keeps getting more and more expensive... God help us!”

“Do you know what hurts the most? When they point a finger at you and laugh, mock you ... not even behind your back, they tell you to your face the hurtful words, they call you the janitor's daughter, a beggar, dirty… Like it's a shame if a man works as a janitor. My mom sweeps the streets and I don’t think it’s an unworthy job! And when I grow up, even if I become a big, big boss, in spite of bad people, I will take a broom and help her! " - the saddest brown eyes in the world look at me - two bottomless lakes of tears ... For 12 years, Irma has endured so much ridicule and humiliation from her peers, as no adult could have withstood. Ill-mannered kids keep name-calling her.

Jambul: “I always have blood on my hands, and when I squeeze my fingers it hurts so much... But the worst thing is not even a blood, but that I suffocate during attacks. I am very scared, and my mother gets scared as well! And besides that, I have constant terrible itching! " “It makes him suffer so much!” - suddenly his compassionate mother intervenes. “Why should the child suffer so much?! Who has sinned so in our family? God help us! I would prefer to suffer myself instead of him..." “Sores do not heal for a long time. Sometimes you can’t find the ointment that helps. Sometimes you can... My hands itch very much in the evening and at night, they do not let me fall asleep... Sometimes I can’t even breathe because of the pain. Doctors say I have fungi in my blood... I don't even know how they got there..."

“Embracing the gravestone, I feel that I am still alive ... The love of my life rests here, my dear wife Tanyusha,” - 75-year-old Jumber bursts into tears. “She left and took away everything - my health, my heart, my soul. I became blind. Why do I need eyes if I would never see her again?” He buried everyone he once loved: his parents, brothers, sisters, and even some of his nephews. This is scary. But the loss of his beloved wife was a blow that he could not bear.

- I will be operated on for the seventh time - and I almost certainly will not survive the operation! I experienced clinical death four times...I am ready to die for the sake of my baby, but how will he live without me, dear people? Nobody will kiss him so tenderly; nobody will hold him to heart like his mother ... - Lord, save my life! - she asks God. - Let the operation be successful! - the brave lady named Lela says to me! This is she who deserves medal! She is a real heroine!

What emotions do you experience when you see this baby with a piece of meat in his hands - the most luxury thing his family has? Sadness? A pity? Pain? Fear? It's weird, isn’t it? When we asked him "What are you dreaming about?" 5-year-old Lazare took us to the refrigerator and answered: ‘Look! I want us to often have delicious meat!"

“It's so good that you came to visit us! - 6-year-old Tevdore runs out to meet me. - Please come another time too, okay? So that we have food and we can treat you! " “Mommy prepares yummies on a payday, - 9-year-old Anastasia explains to me. - But it happens rarely."

It’s is a peak of my dreams! - sobs Natia (40-year-old), a miserable mother, because her only son Saba (10-year-old) cannot say even a word. He is chained to the wheelchair and can’t do anything by himself, neither eat, nor drink nor talk.

Would you help to Saint Jacob, Father Gabriel, Saint George the Trophy Bearer, Saint Nicholas the Wonderworker, Archangel Michael, if they asked?

- I must be healthy and strong, because mommy will not survive without me! - Instead of saying ”Hi”, said very seriously a handsome 11-year-old boy, who introduced himself as Lasha.

If it is true, please ask your friends and the friends of the Fund to pray together with me and my mommy, - beautiful Nino, the eldest daughter in the Lagvilava family looks at me with her piercing eyes. - Then dear God will hear us for sure! Won’t He? - she looks at me with a plea in her huge beautiful Georgian eyes full of tears. Will you also pray for us, won’t you forget?

6-year-old little Amiko greeted us with the words: “Mom is in pain, she is in pain all the time. She cries and thinks, I can't see. But I see everything, and quickly bring her pills.

The fire took everything: clothes, the children's favorite books, toys, all our modest belongings - four fire engines did not help. Four little children and their disabled mother were left naked and barefoot ... Only ashes and ruins ...