Growing up, I remember a day where we didn’t know where our next meals were coming from.

And then BOOM...

One night, we came home to something I will never forget. Our cupboards—once empty—were overflowing. Counters packed. Fridge full. Someone had come into our home and filled it with food.

"We never saw them. We never knew who they were. But they changed our lives."

That day, I saw my mother weep—not from hopelessness, but because someone believed enough to give us what we needed most.

Now, I realize: while families still need food… there’s a greater hunger...

...a hunger for restored marriages, for healed homes, for families who walk together in faith.