My name is Ymmacule, and I have lived in Cazale all my life. I grew up here, by the river, and even now the sound of the water running through our town still feels like a blessing. There are so many people that have to walk long distances to find
I want to share a story from one Thursday at the RHFH clinic. That morning, as I was walking through the courtyard, I noticed a woman sitting quietly among the patients. Her name was Rosemanette, and even before she spoke, I could see that she was carrying something heavy. When
B.V., a 29-year-old single mom of three, came to the clinic one sunny afternoon because she was having trouble breathing. But her story goes way deeper than that. She used to live in another village and had a home and a small business, but things got too unsafe, so she
When kids are little, they soak up everything — the words we say, the songs we sing, the stories we tell. That’s why it’s so important to start teaching them about the Bible early. Even simple stories about Noah, David, or Jesus can plant seeds that grow deep roots later
