Let’s help Georgian children feel proud of their country – Georgia.

Let’s help Georgian children feel proud of their country – Georgia. Join God’s providence, friends. Open your warm Georgian hearts: let us come together to build a “small house of great kindness” for large families, children, and elderly people who have been forgotten. Furniture, appliances, toys for children, toilets, hot water, washing machines – all […]

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Red-haired little Cecily sends you her smile – and a heart full of gratitude!

“Auntie, is my brother going to die?” That’s the first thing little three-year-old Sesili asked me the moment I stepped inside. Any person with a soul would freeze hearing such words – and I was no exception. REPOST RIGHT AWAY, MY GOOD MAN! HELP YOUR FRIENDS TO GET CLOSER TO GOD! How could such a […]

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“Mommy, please don’t die”- the mother of three-year-old Lazare and six-year-old Gennady is dying in agony. 29-year-old Ani has been diagnosed with stage 4 malignant cancer – an aggressive form. This ruthless disease is devouring the young mother alive. The pain is so unbearable that sometimes the poor girl wishes for death herself. Friends of the Fund, right now the most difficult mission rests on your shoulders – you need to save Lazare and Gennady from becoming orphans.

“Mommy, please don’t die”- the mother of three-year-old Lazare and six-year-old Gennady is dying in agony. REPOST RIGHT AWAY, MY GOOD MAN! HELP YOUR FRIENDS FIND THE WAY TO GOD! 29-year-old Ani has been diagnosed with stage 4 malignant cancer – an aggressive form. This ruthless disease is devouring the young mother alive. The pain […]

Read More… from “Mommy, please don’t die”- the mother of three-year-old Lazare and six-year-old Gennady is dying in agony. 29-year-old Ani has been diagnosed with stage 4 malignant cancer – an aggressive form. This ruthless disease is devouring the young mother alive. The pain is so unbearable that sometimes the poor girl wishes for death herself. Friends of the Fund, right now the most difficult mission rests on your shoulders – you need to save Lazare and Gennady from becoming orphans.

Forgive me, friends, but this could only be called one thing: “The Breath of Death, Closer Than Ever…” Seventeen-year-old Tsitsi, who suffers from epilepsy, prays every night to wake up alive to live just one more day. Because anything could happen: the ceiling might collapse… or her mother might not manage to pull her out of a severe seizure in time.

Forgive me, friends, but this could only be called one thing: “The Breath of Death, Closer Than Ever…” Seventeen-year-old Tsitsi, who suffers from epilepsy, prays every night to wake up alive to live just one more day. Because anything could happen: the ceiling might collapse… or her mother might not manage to pull her out […]

Read More… from Forgive me, friends, but this could only be called one thing: “The Breath of Death, Closer Than Ever…” Seventeen-year-old Tsitsi, who suffers from epilepsy, prays every night to wake up alive to live just one more day. Because anything could happen: the ceiling might collapse… or her mother might not manage to pull her out of a severe seizure in time.

There are no children sweeter or more beautiful anywhere than in our beloved Georgia! How is it that this family doesn’t have a refrigerator, a TV, or anything—and yet they live as if in a prehistoric cave? — I’m just about to wash their little faces and hands and kiss them while their mom still lets me…

There are no children sweeter or more beautiful anywhere than in our beloved Georgia! How is it that this family doesn’t have a refrigerator, a TV, or anything—and yet they live as if in a prehistoric cave? — I’m just about to wash their little faces and hands and kiss them while their mom still […]

Read More… from There are no children sweeter or more beautiful anywhere than in our beloved Georgia! How is it that this family doesn’t have a refrigerator, a TV, or anything—and yet they live as if in a prehistoric cave? — I’m just about to wash their little faces and hands and kiss them while their mom still lets me…

Friends, this is not just misfortune or sorrow that will eventually fade away. This is horror. Pure horror! The Lord is great, for He tests our hearts. If we don’t help, what kind of people are we? Even reading this is painful. It makes you want to turn away, to never see this story again.

Friends, this is not just misfortune or sorrow that will eventually fade away. This is horror. Pure horror! The Lord is great, for He tests our hearts. If we don’t help, what kind of people are we?  Even reading this is painful. It makes you want to turn away, to never see this story again. […]

Read More… from Friends, this is not just misfortune or sorrow that will eventually fade away. This is horror. Pure horror! The Lord is great, for He tests our hearts. If we don’t help, what kind of people are we? Even reading this is painful. It makes you want to turn away, to never see this story again.

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