A beloved family member recently had serious, serious surgery. It’s lucky (providential) the doctors caught the problem in time, or it could’ve ended in a sudden, tragic death. I don’t even like to write those words, but that is the…
DRINKING WATER ALERT – BOIL YOUR WATER BEFORE USING IT. Nope. I didn’t see that sign while traveling in a developing country, or in a community putting itself back together after a natural disaster. This was a notice that was…
Today, I’m going to give you an equation that you should use when considering which nonprofit you should give to since it could be difficult to get guidance about donations for the poor. I’ll use Bright Hope as an example,…
When I was in Uganda this past summer, I met Enoch and his family. Enoch is a part of our pig project in a rural community. This was something I loved seeing firsthand because, folks, a pig is literally “the…
Six years ago, my eldest son surprised us and arrived extremely early, spending many months in the hospital before we were able to bring him home. As a mother of three, my heart breaks for the many women around the…
Recently, we’ve been meeting with midwives and pregnant mothers in Uganda, asking them what it’s like for women in rural, poor communities to give birth—often with little to no professional help or medical supplies. As you can imagine, there are…
*Michael Okleme is Bright Hope’s Strategic Partnerships Manager. Last month he traveled to Uganda with a team for the first time. He shares his eye-opening experiences here… This trip was my first visit to Uganda. I was privileged to join…
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would ever travel to Africa. Africa wasn’t on my radar. It wasn’t even on my bucket list. So how did I end up in Africa, not just once, but three times…
Backpacks, desks, pencils, whiteboards—we’re familiar with what school looks like here in the U.S., but it looks a little different in other parts of the world. Here are 25 of our favorite pictures that give a glimpse into education around…
I could hear children’s voices drifting down from a second-floor building at Hosanna Church in Oruro, Bolivia. We were about to start a video interview with a woman who lived across the street, but I knew these children were here…