Bangladesh: ADRA’s Constant Mission to Help Gives Refugees Hope

Anwara has lived a nightmare. Her village was burned to the ground and her husband brutally murdered, forcing her to flee through the night to find safety for her children.
Cambodia: ADRA’s Clean Water Campaign to Save Children’s Lives

All over the world mothers like Mao live in fear of losing yet another child because of dirty water.
Kenya: ADRA Provides Safety and Essentials for Young Girls Over the World

It seems as if Adia and Endana have always led a difficult life. In 2013, when the sisters were only 6 and 7 years old, their mother died, and soon afterward their older brothers left to find food and work. To this day, they haven’t returned.
Zambia: ADRA’s Farming Program Helps Provide Stable Lives
Tembwe is a 51-year-old farmer living in Zambia. He supports his family of 12, including his wife and eight of their own kids, as well as two orphan children from his late sister.
Bangladesh: ADRA Responds to Refugee Crisis

Samira and her grandson arrived in Bangladesh from the Rakhine state in Myanmar. Her four daughters were killed by militants with machetes, leaving her to flee with the young baby to save both of their lives.
Kenya: ADRA Helps Individuals Take Control of Their Own Lives

Nineteen-year-old Janet is the third of nine children born to peasant farmers in Kenya.
Nepal: ADRA’s Farming and Economics Program Helps All

Beryl Hartmann had just begun an internship with ADRA in Nepal when she encountered a woman who changed the course of her career.
Kenya: Jennifer’s Story

Jennifer lives in West Pokot, right in the middle of a severe famine.
Uganda: Philips Testimony on How ADRA Provided a New Home

Violence erupted in Philip’s community in December, forcing him and his brothers and sisters from their home. They spent three days on foot, walking through bushlands to avoid groups of armed men, to find safety in Uganda.
Indonesia: Extreme Malnutrition Diminishes Hope for a Mother

It was my last day on Sangihe Island, Indonesia, and I was only a few hours away from departing for the mainland when I received a call that broke my heart – “Christian was admitted into hospital last night, he’s in a bad way”