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Drunk again, Bastien spouted hate; his wife cringed at his raised hand. With agriculture being Bastien’s livelihood, another drought meant he couldn’t work. How long had it been this time? How would they survive? There wasn’t enough money for the family, but he needed another drink. Some cards...

Anxiety nagged at Pamalla’s mind. As usual, she had woken up, taken her daughter Aalia to the field to use the bathroom, fixed breakfast for her four children and left for work. But each day, as she labored in the fields, she couldn’t stop wondering if her 14-year-old...

Leena made her way to a nearby tailoring center, hopeful she would find an avenue to fulfill a dream and help provide for her family of four. Who knows what Leena was thinking as she walked? Maybe she was nervous. Perhaps she fortified her resolve to ask if...

Saphyra swatted again and felt the satisfying splat of a mosquito’s demise. She turned over only to discover another mosquito buzzing over her head. Saphyra sighed. It would be another restless night. How many would this be in a row? She had lost count. Closing her eyes, Saphyra...

The water bucket was empty—again. A child was sick—again. Another child was struggling in his studies—again. All were results of a common culprit. A Struggle to Survive Ragnar’s family of six struggled to attain the essential necessity of water. The closest water source was a well located over...

"You can’t walk on this path, they said. You’ll contaminate it for everyone else, they scowled. You’re not welcome here." The words stung Bakari’s heart as he turned his face in shame. His neighbors and family no longer saw him as a man; all they saw were the...

Curren mustered his strength to stand but staggered as the room spun before him. Reaching out to steady himself, he surveyed the concerned looks from his family—five loved ones depending on him for provision. His head throbbed, and Curren grasped his stomach as he slid back to bed,...

Under the morning sky, the vegetable sellers braced themselves as a familiar man with a long, lined face approached their stalls along the highway. For the past three years, the man, Andru, had usually inspired their dread and hatred. With threats and harassment, he manipulated them into selling...

Raziyah’s face was radiant as she recounted her story to yet another neighbor. Overwhelmed by the goodness of God, joy and gratitude overflowed through her lips. A goat’s bleating punctuated their conversation as it stretched to reach the leaves of a nearby shrub. Kids bounded after their mother...

"Kalyani’s fingers traced the purple, gray and cream stripes of her new knit sweater. The details in the knitting, the wave and chevron designs, the white buttons surrounded in clear ripples were beautiful. More importantly, this sweater would keep her warm." Kalyani slid her shawl from the wire...