Category Archives: Stories

A story of two Sams

Heather Althoff’s family sponsors a Ugandan boy named Sam. Below, Heather shares her story of meeting Sam and his family. Wondering how sponsoring a child can bless your life and perspective just as profoundly as it does the life of the child you help? Here’s a story for you....
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A story of rooftops and buttercups

Members of Carter’s Chord, a World Vision Artist Associate, recently traveled to the Dominican Republic to record the music video “Love a Little Bigger,” shown above, and to meet their sponsored child, Franyely, who shares a tiny space on a rooftop with her father and brother. The three musicians got a firsthand look at the challenges faced by the family — and how World Vision’s presence in their community has created a reason for hope....
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Niger: Malnourished child at clinic meets lollipop

Eden Riley from Australia, our guest contributor for today, spent time in Niger with a group of mom bloggers, taking a firsthand look at World Vision’s work in response to the extreme drought and hunger crisis that has been affecting the region. When one of her group members gave a lollipop to a malnourished child at a health clinic, how did she respond? The same way that most Western moms probably would. *     *     * A very unfortunate thing happened a few years ago — on the only day I breastfed my baby in public. Rocco was 2 weeks old, my husband was still in the oncology ward, and I was cranky at the world. Rocco needed a feed then...
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Give yourselves fully

I always enjoy Easter for its atmosphere of wonderful, joyous celebration. While Christmas might be described as special, Easter is triumphant. We celebrate the astounding miracle of a man, the Son of God, risen from the grave. But like a parade after any victory, Easter’s celebration is more than the festivity following an unexpected triumph. We also celebrate what Jesus’ victory over death has freed us to do: to work for the kingdom of God....
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What’s “good” about Good Friday?

Visualize this: It’s 2,000 years ago in Jerusalem. A crowd of Roman soldiers and community members gather around three crosses. You see Jesus, bloodied to a pulp, crucified. You smell impending death and hear a mixture of cheers, jeers, and sobbing. All you want to do is run away so you can curl up in your own bed, desperate for any ounce of comfort and familiarity. But you don’t. Paralyzed, you stand and stare and hear and smell and feel. So, what’s good about Good Friday?...
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