Gaza

Save my Palestinian family… before the last ray of hope fades.

In the midst of war and destruction, under the rubble, cold, and hunger, there is a family fighting to survive. My family.

No home to shelter us, no food to ease our hunger, no medicine to ease the pain, and no one to hear our cries. Our children shiver from the cold, and their mothers try to hold them with arms full of fear. We have a baby who doesn't even have milk to drink, and who lost his little hand in a merciless bombing.

No organizations respond. No doors open. The harsh winter beats down on our exhausted bodies. What we are living is not life… it's a slow wait for the end.

But despite everything, we still believe in mercy. We believe there are hearts that still feel. We believe that someone will hear, someone will care, someone will reach out.

*Your donation is the difference between life and death.*

Help us buy food, medicine, and protect our children from slow death. We’re not asking for much… just to live.

*Be the hope when everything else is gone.*  
Donate and share this call… every second that passes brings more pain.