A Table Set Again

After loss, the slow work of being rebuilt.

Some of the women in our care lost their husbands to the violence that has emptied so many villages. What follows is not only grief. It is the practical weight of raising children alone, in a place that offers few second chances.

"I did not think there would be a table to gather my children around again. Now there is." — A widow served through our care ministry

The work of restoration is unglamorous and long. It looks like school fees, a small business, a meal, a community that does not let a family disappear. It is worth every step.