For years, violence has wreaked havoc on our brethren, leaving crying children and abandoned villages in its wake. In May, the cycle repeated itself: new sets of faces, ransacked of all happiness.
In Benue, militants plundered Christian communities with such violence that the residents had no time to carry clothes before they fled. In the Middle Belt, survival often comes by the skin of the teeth. When gunshots and Islamist chants shatter the silence at midnight, you run with what you wear, and nothing else. With the unusually heavy rains this year, the Internally Displaced Persons (IDPs)—especially the children—needed shelter, and safety, and most of all, clothes on their backs.