🏚️ Ibrahim’s Family… Lost Home, Endless Displacement

Ibrahim’s family of ten once lived in a modest home in Rafah. That home was reduced to rubble by the war, leaving them with nothing but painful memories and the clothes on their backs. Since then, they have been forced to flee over and over again, searching for a safe place, but every displacement only brought more suffering.

Today, they don’t even have a proper tent. The children sleep on the bare ground, exposed to the scorching summer heat by day and the freezing cold at night. Their mother watches helplessly, unable to shield them from hunger, thirst, or sickness.

Ibrahim, the eldest son at just 20 years old, carries the heavy burden of trying to provide. Every day he rushes to aid distributions, pushing through desperate crowds in the hope of bringing food back home. Yet he often returns with almost nothing—too little for his hungry brothers and sisters. His heart breaks as he wonders: who should eat, and who must go to bed hungry again?

This family has been left without the basics of life. They urgently need food, clean water, medicine, and a decent tent to protect them from the harshness of war.

Supporting Ibrahim’s family means giving them more than aid—it means giving them hope, dignity, and the chance to survive another day.