A drawing by a child from our ‘Not Alone Program
In this edition of ‘Our Staff, Their Stories’, an anonymous team member shares a firsthand account of witnessing God’s providence—and a moment that answered a personal prayer.
In May 2024, I visited a family in the village of Monufia. The mother welcomed us into her modest home, where she lives with her four children: Passant, a high school freshman; Magdy, in middle school; and the youngest—twin girls Nevine and Sherine, in the second grade.
As we sat together, we gently asked about the father’s passing. Her voice trembled as she shared that he had taken his own life by ingesting poisonous wheat pills—a method tragically common in the area, but one we had never encountered among the families in our program.
She told us that after taking the pills, he stood before his family and said, “I can’t go on. These children are your responsibility now.”
The trauma of that moment left a deep emotional scar on the entire family. The children, especially, were visibly affected. We did our best to remain composed, knowing our presence should bring comfort, not add to their pain.
After his death, the mother took a job at a local hospital, earning just 700–800 EGP per month—barely enough to cover basic needs, let alone the educational support her children required.
During our visit, we administered educational assessments. The twins, Nevine and Sherine, immediately stood out for their beautiful artwork and creativity at such a young age. They even tried to help their older brother with his exam.
As I left their home, I found myself asking God, “Why?” Why should this family endure such heartbreak? I didn’t understand, but I trusted that He would respond.
And He did.
Within weeks of joining our program, a generous donor from the United States heard their story and chose to sponsor the twins—giving $1,000 for each girl. This gift, totaling 49,000 EGP, was life-changing for a family that had long survived on just a few hundred pounds each month. The twins used the gift to purchase new beds, study desks, and even open savings accounts. A few months later, the donor sent another contribution. It was a clear sign of God’s providence.
But there’s more.
Before they were officially added to our program, there was a delay in their registration. During that time, I had a vivid dream: Nevine and Sherine stood before me, smiling. I will never forget that day. It was a Saturday and I woke up in a panic at 7 a.m. I immediately messaged the team and asked why the family hadn’t been added yet.
It turned out they had slipped through the cracks. We corrected it right away.
That moment reminded me of Christ’s words: “What I am doing you do not understand now, but you will know after this” (John 13:7). God had not forgotten this family. Through a dream, a sponsor, and a community of care, He was already at work.
Even in the darkest moments, God is near, and He is faithful.