This is fourteen-year-old Saba. Confined to a wheelchair, he suffers from terrible pain. Saba has had cerebral palsy since birth and cannot walk. His legs are so severely twisted that he can’t stand on them for even a second. What did this little angel do to deserve such torment? Saba is cut off from the world. Yes, the child is cut off from the world… Oh, how awful those words sound. You live in this world, but you are rejected by it. Just imagining it makes one’s blood run cold.

A miserable old woman walks around the yard, hitting her cheek with her hand. God, how much she suffers! She says a few words and cries, says something else, and tears choke her again. That’s what Asiat says: “Sometimes I think my life is worthless. I sometimes think it would have been better to burn in this cursed trailer. This is what my life has come to in old age! I’ve been left to the mercy of fate.””This was our home, my husband walked in this yard, he was the joy of my life… Everything I loved has been taken from me. Only memories remain. And they are so heavy. I can’t breathe, I can’t sleep… All the time, I see the fire in my eyes that is consuming my life!” After the fire, Asiat settled in this makeshift shelter. But can anyone really live here? In winter, she huddled with one relative or another. “Thank God there are kind people in the world,” says the miserable old woman. “Some can even shelter stray animals. That’s what I’ve become.”

Alexey recalls that fateful day with horror. He survived by miracle. If not for divine intervention, his son Giorgi would have been orphaned, and his wife Ketevan widowed. God! We live on the edge every day, and nothing is certain! Aleksi: That day started like any other. I went to the field, as usual. But fate had a terrible trial in store for me. An enraged bull attacked me suddenly, without warning. The animal threw me off my horse and tossed me around like a toy, and it seemed like it was going to crush me with its powerful hooves. That day, I was born again. Let’s unite and support the family of Aleksi Dimitrishvili. By helping others, we help ourselves as well, bringing us closer to God and to each other.

In the beautiful Georgian eyes of 7-year-old Giorgi lies all the pain of our land! He is very hungry! And between him and his older brother Lasha, they only have a small piece of bread for the whole day! Giorgi is very afraid that Lasha might take it all for himself! This is how they live in this wreck of a place that can’t even be called a shed. It doesn’t even have a window. Light enters the room only through the door. The gaps in the ceiling and walls are so large that it wouldn’t even be safe to keep chicks in there! Here live, if it can be called living, two perpetually hungry children—7-year-old Giorgi and his older brother, 10-year-old Lasha—along with their nearly blind and severely ill mother, Madonna, who has been disabled since childhood.

Instead of bringing the joyful news of her son’s birth to the young mother Eliso, they said: ‘Oh, mother, how unlucky you are! You gave birth to a sick boy. Leave him. Turn him over to the research institute. He will only bring you suffering. He won’t live anyway…’ It was from these words that the beautiful and carefree life of the woman began to crumble. And for 25 years now, her soul has been consumed by pain and endless sorrow. Eliso: ‘Leave him here, in the research institute,’ they advised, hoping to use my little son for their experiments. But I couldn’t allow my son to be turned into a guinea pig. Since then, I’ve sold the house, taken on debt, and gone everywhere with the child in search of a cure! I refused to listen to those doctors who said that Giorgi was hopeless. But when the doctors had exhausted all our resources, they told us that cerebral palsy was incurable! That was the doctors’ verdict! Now he is 25, and he has not uttered a single word. He can’t even say where

It was unbearable for his parents to watch their only son suffer. The child grew up and gradually lost the ability to move
Time passed, seasons changed, but nothing changed for little Luka. His world was as small as the distance from the bed to the window. And then September 1 came – the day when Luka’s peers opened the school door for the first time, but Luka was still bedridden due to an insidious illness and could not even move. A boy with great intellectual abilities, with tears in his eyes, asked his parents what he had done wrong, why he wasn’t like other children. This question pierced the hearts of his parents like a knife. That’s how the years went by. Our little boy grew up. It’s been 4 years now, and the father has been heroically caring for his bedridden, paralyzed son. After his wife’s passing, he learned to cook and bathe his only son with his own hands. Today, Luka is already 35 years old. He’s at an age where he could be enjoying life with a wife and children.