Ibrahim…
“I was searching for him among the rubble… but he was no longer there.”
Ibrahim says it in a voice that does not sound like a child’s.
That night, he woke to the roar of bombardment—to a house collapsing, to a world breaking apart before his eyes.
He saw his father… and then lost him in the same moment.
His father was his safety.
The hand that held him when he was afraid,
the voice that told him, “Don’t be afraid.”
After that night, there was no home left.
He left with his mother and siblings—without shelter, without a tent, without bedding.
They slept on the ground and faced hunger, cold, and fear all at once.
Ibrahim now fears for his mother the way he once feared for himself—
afraid of losing her as he lost his father.
Today, he is a child carrying fear heavier than his years.
He does not ask for much…
just a safe place,
enough food,
and a life where he does not have to search for someone among the rubble.
Sponsoring Ibrahim means helping a child stop searching…
and finally begin to feel safe.
