Samuel Onang’o, a disabled father of three, lives with his family in Kibera, Kenya. It has now been over three months, and Samuel has had to learn to survive alone in his one-room, tin-walled house. As the coronavirus continues to spread across the country, lockdowns and closures of schools and
When ADRA sees a goat, we see an investment and impact that spans generations.
China Luis Guente shares his “house” with his wife and five children. He was living in one of the lowest lying areas around Caia when Cyclone Idai hit Mozambique. The rain came on strong and flooded everything. He only managed to take his kids, wife, and a few things and go to the
“I will keep preparing good food for my children—food with vitamins and fruits.” – Helene
2 Billion Without Access to Sanitary Toilet According to the CDC, diarrhea kills more than 800,000 children under the age of five every year. Of those deaths, 88 percent are the result of unsafe drinking water, inadequate availability of water for hygiene, and lack of access to sanitation. One man
Zana is an 87-year-old grandmother. She lives in the dry, southern, grasslands of Madagascar. There hasn’t been consistent rain to water her small village’s crops in over two years. “Our crops have slowly gotten worse over time.” Zana explains. “If I had enough crops, I would have sold them to
Chepsanak’s eyes are empty. And the plates she and her five children hold are empty too. They haven’t eaten in days. Earlier this year, Chepsanak’s husband died from hunger. He was a hardworking father, spending long days making and selling charcoal to put food on the table and keep his
Venancia doesn’t know when the violence began. “There has been war ever since I was born,” said the 18-year-old who grew up in the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC.) Even with unrest around her, she was an eager student who loved to study and play soccer with her friends. By
A dry spell in the place of a rainy season is rarely good for the farmers and communities who depend on agriculture for their food and livelihoods. When expected rain doesn’t arrive, a lean season is sure to follow with limited produce to eat and sell for income. This is
When Cyclone Fani tore through the village of Danapada in India, Manju knew her home and family wouldn’t be safe. She sent her children to stay with relatives and took shelter with her neighbors until she was able to return to her house. When the family returned, there was nothing
You see a cause that moves you. Your heart says yes, but your head whispers: Is this charity actually going to use my money well?
That pause? That’s wisdom, not skepticism.
By Paulo Lopes, President, ADRA International “Whoever is kind to the poor lends to the Lord, and he will reward them for what they have done.” — Proverbs 19:17 (NIV) In a world that often feels overwhelmed by competing crises and endless needs, I sometimes hear a particular question: Does
In my three decades of humanitarian work, one truth has emerged with crystal clarity: love speaks every language.
By Paulo Lopes, President, ADRA International There’s a verse from Isaiah that has been on my mind as we step into 2026: “See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?” These ancient words capture something essential about this moment for ADRA and
In the early hours after Hurricane Melissa tore through Jamaica this past October, our emergency response teams navigated flooded streets and toppled power lines to reach families huddled in shelters.
As the year draws to a close, we pause to reflect on the lives changed, the communities strengthened, and the hope restored—all because of your generosity.
Hurricane Melissa struck Jamaica on October 28, 2025, as a powerful Category 5 storm with sustained winds near 185 mph, making it the strongest hurricane in the nation’s history.
Every day across the world, families take courageous steps toward safety, stability, and hope.
Around the world, thousands of runners lace up their shoes not only to test their limits, but also to support causes that create meaningful change.
When the war reached their hometown of Novomoskovsk, Dmytro Trebushkovand his wife faced an impossible choice: stay in the home they had built with their foster children or flee with nothing but fait