Look at this photo! For a moment, it might seem as though someone opened a grave and photographed someone long deceased. But 43-year-old Indira is still alive. Her heart still beats. But this young woman is being consumed alive by stage four cancer. Two years ago, while pregnant with her third child, she was diagnosed with nasopharyngeal cancer. She was operated on fifteen times in just a month and a half. God, it’s hard to believe. Since June, she’s been unconscious in intensive care.

One fateful day, the peaceful village of Babi in the Kharagauli municipality was engulfed by the terrifying roar of fire. The house where eight children lived was completely consumed by flames. Thank God, all the children made it out unharmed, but imagine how painful it must be to see your beloved home, your cherished belongings, books, and toys burned to ashes. The family lived in poverty and didn’t own a single valuable item, but our love for things doesn’t come from their price. Sometimes expensive things mean nothing to us. Sometimes a cheap item is far more precious. Friends of the Fund, winter is coming soon to the mountain village, and these little angels will have to bathe outside in the freezing cold. Then, after catching colds, they’ll lie down on sheets spread out on the floor, because they don’t have beds. Cold wind will blow in through the broken window onto the sick children. There’s no pharmacy in the village. Somehow, these children survived last winter. But they won’t make it through another… 

Irma chains to a rusty bed in a five-square-meter dark room and suffers… The woman has no husband or children. Her parents are also dead. Yes, the poor woman is completely alone and cannot even get out of bed to drink water. Irma was completely healthy, but the death of her beloved mother affected her so much that she developed an insidious disease. The woman began having problems with mobility back in 2009. However, due to poverty, she was unable to see a doctor. Poor Irma’s health worsened after the death of her mother. In 2019, doctors diagnosed the poor woman with multiple sclerosis.

Become a good wizard – help the children. Each of these little ones is waiting for help and hoping for a miracle. Together, we can bring joy to these angels and create a comfortable living environment for them! First and foremost, the children need clothes and shoes, they need to be prepared for kindergarten and school, and the family needs beds, mattresses, a wardrobe for their clothes, and help to repair the ceiling. These well-mannered, smart, and humble kids will never forget the kindness you show them!  By helping others, you draw closer to God!  

Look at this wooden hut. Even cattle would be spared and would not be allowed to spend the night here. However, unfortunately, it is not cattle that live here, but these five angelic children. At the slightest breath of wind, the house rocks like a cradle. Before going to bed, the children ask God for the morning to come for them. At this age, children think about toys. In the Khachiperadze family, the only concern of the children is to save their own lives. These brick walls were built with the help of the local government for the Khachiperadze family (Baghdad Municipality, Obcha village). However, there are only walls here. No floor, no windows. The children’s mother, Inga Samadalashvili, who is raising five children all by herself, is embarrassed to ask kind people for help, although she has a great desire to do so. Before leaving, the five little angels, with tears in their eyes, addressed the Fund’s correspondent – “Auntie, Mom has no money to finish building this house. If kind people help us, to make at least just the ceiling and the floor, we promise that when we grow up and work, we will repay these people with kindness.” 

Irma, 33 years old (mother): The day goes by without a crumb in our mouths. Neither me with my husband nor my children. We eat stale bread with pepper that grows in the garden. My husband and I grew up in a poor family ourselves, and we know what poverty is. Nevertheless, we do not want our children to experience what we had to experience. My heart bleeds when we see the boys crying from hunger! I beg you – help us feed our sons! We do not even have a refrigerator to store food; the food spoils quickly. If your children, God forbid, were starving, what would you do? Would you beg? Maybe you would steal? Think about it for a minute. What would it be like to see your little son or daughter crying from hunger?