Litzy’s dream represents the future we envision for every child who walks through the doors of Lazarus Academy - a future filled with opportunity, faith, and purpose. As we expand the school, your partnership ensures more students will have the chance to learn, grow, and lead. Together, we are building something that will last for generations.

When Elisson first arrived at Mission Lazarus, no one could have imagined the man he would become. His family had very little material resources, but what they lacked in wealth, they made up for with determination and a quiet hope that life could be different.

In the quiet mountain town of San Marcos de Colón, Honduras, a small bootmaking shop once stood—humble in size, but rich in craftsmanship.

Seven years ago, Shednaylove Honoré entered Lazarus Academy Haiti as a quiet, uncertain child. At just 3 years old, she lost her mother when she passed away suddenly. Without a father in her life, Shednaylove was taken in by her grandmother, who already had a full household to care for.

What if the strongest voices of faith in a home didn’t come from the parents, but from the children? At just four and five years old, Sabas Armando Guifarro and Marlon Caleb Vásquez are already making an incredible impact—not only in their classroom but also in their homes.

Mariela Would Be a migrant, but she’s NOT. What Would Be your situation today if someone hadn’t made a sacrifice for you? Or, what Would Be your situation if they didn’t see something in you that you perhaps didn’t see in yourself? Maybe it was help in a tough moment, maybe it was a teacher who in-spite of being overloaded and exhausted they didn’t ignore the Spirit’s urging to invest in you. Perhaps that “someone” didn’t give you anything more than an opportunity.

Imagine walking for three years through foreign lands with different languages and different cultures. You’re not part of a reality show nor part of a forced foreign military campaign, but you were indeed forced into this journey, you are traveling against your will, as if you’d fallen in a raging river, a river of poverty, and you’re being swept downstream.