Stories of Hope
Hands of Hope Blog
See how children’s lives are being changed – one child at a time – as you read our Stories of Hope.
Years ago, Megan and her husband, Brett, thought their family was complete. They had three biological sons, and their youngest was just learning to walk. Then, Megan began to feel a strong leading from God to move toward adoption.
Tiffany fosters teenaged girls—20 over the last 11 years—and she is a fierce advocate for finding healing opportunities for the kids in her care. “One of the things I truly believe in,” Tiffany says, “is kids heal when they get to be a kid.”
“I was just a kid, but I knew something was wrong,” Takkeem Morgan shares.* Growing up in North Philadelphia in the ‘90s, Takkeem was acutely aware of the struggles entangling his beloved neighborhood.
Dave jumped first, telling Michelle, “I don’t know where I fit in, but I have a truck, so let’s help.” The couple signed up to deliver resources and found themselves thrilled at the unique opportunity to serve their neighbors face-to-face.
Before she entered kindergarten, Isabela* found herself alone in El Salvador. After spending time in a government-run orphanage, she eventually became one of the first children to move into a new home in the city of Oloculita – Exodo Childrens’ Home. Once at Exodo,...
When Kriste Smith jumped into working with a child welfare agency in Chicago in the ‘90s, she did so because of her desire to serve others.
“When everything started to shut down,” Nick says, “like most people, I thought it was only going to be a few weeks.” As the weeks turned into months, Nick grew more and more discouraged. “My energy was crushed at such a dramatic change,”…
“People knew that the money was going toward the right things,” Alannah says. “There was that trust factor.” Now, as part of a new family of three, Alannah continues to urge that money is no match for the power of God’s faithfulness.
To Our People:
You’re fostering too.
I’ve watched you do it.
When you brought dinner. When you delivered iced coffee. When you hugged me and told me you are proud of me.
Did you know then that you were fostering too?
Tis the season for giving, and Christmas is a wonderful opportunity to show foster families in your community a little extra love.
“I didn’t know it was ok to be a girl.” These words, uttered by a young woman, changed the trajectory of Deena Wilson’s dreams for the way she served Jesus. The impact Berhan Yehun has had on Deena has been more far reaching than she ever imagined.
More than a decade ago, Dave and Alla unexpectedly found themselves raising their granddaughter Natalie*, a tiny toddler at the time. Their daughter was struggling to parent safely, and the couple stepped in. They had no idea that a short stay would turn into...
At Hands of Hope, we know it takes a village to support children in foster care, and these kids experience unique challenges at school.
Have you ever looked back at your life and seen how one small decision changed your future? Don Huber of Long Island, New York certainly has.
Have you ever made a decision that changed your life? That’s what happened to Whitney Small when she and her husband decided to become foster parents.
Hands of Hope Executive Director Suzy Roth often says, “There are powerful possibilities when we work together.” This truth is continuously on display with the CarePortal resource.
On this day, we are excited to announce to you that our family has finally been united with our daughter. Thank you for your countless prayers. Although we have adopted before from Thailand, I’m not sure anything could have prepared us for adopting and tr
There’s a popular contemporary worship song that says, “You can have it all, Lord. Every part of my world.” It’s easy to passionately proclaim our obedience during a Sunday service, but what happens when God really does want it all?
One small action has the power to change someone’s life. With a continued increase in children entering the foster care system, it will take one small action from each of us to make an impact.
I decided I can’t do this alone anymore and went looking for people. People who shared my passion, that got it. People who went toward the hurt and not turning away. It took some time but I found those people, my people.