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Since the first night of Ramadan, we have been on the ground in Gaza every single day making sure displaced families do not break their fast with nothing.
No kitchen. No table. No home. Just a tent, a cold night, and the sound of the Adhan marking the end of another day of hunger. These families are not asking for much. They are asking for one warm meal. One moment of dignity. One reminder that they have not been forgotten.
For 12 consecutive nights, your generosity made that possible. Thousands of families. Thousands of Iftars. Not one night missed.
We are not stopping. But we need you with us for every night that remains.
Twelve days ago, as the crescent moon marked the beginning of Ramadan, we made a commitment.
That no family in Gaza, no child, no mother, no elderly man sitting alone in a tent would break their fast with nothing in their hands.
And for 12 consecutive nights, we have kept that promise.
Every evening as the Adhan echoes across the rubble of Gaza, our teams are already there, distributing hot Iftar meals to families who have lost everything. Families living in tents as winter's cold still bites.
Children who have not known a normal meal in months. Mothers who spend their fasting hours not in reflection, but in fear of what the night will bring.
For them, Ramadan did not come with the comfort of a table, a kitchen, or a home.
But it came with us. And with you.
Because every meal we have served over these 12 nights exists because of donors who refused to look away. People who understood that the month of mercy demands more than prayers; it demands action.
The Prophet ï·º said:
"Whoever feeds a fasting person will have a reward like theirs." (Tirmidhi)
12 nights of reward. Thousands of families fed. And Ramadan is not over.
There are still nights ahead. Still families waiting. Still children who will look up at the sound of the Adhan and wonder — is there anything tonight?
With you, the answer is yes.
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