We all piled into our makeshift bus and lurched off. The atmosphere within the bus was electric! Imagine thirty twelve- to sixteen-year-olds, who had waited all year for this...
When I said “yes” to my short, spontaneous five week mission to Latin America I had no idea what country I was going to; I had never held a conversation in Spanish, and I had been grappling with my faith after my first year away from my Catholic upbringing. I knew though, that this mission,...
From being in a slum in Argentina to being a pilgrim here in the States, the element of surprise I would experience each month in a new place was something I could never logistically plan. It was truly a mercy....
Our friendship with Katy is one we really have to fight for. At the age of adolescence and without many good influences in her life, she has started hanging out with crowds that are harmful to her in many ways. We have also had problems...
I had arrived at the moment when you get down to the nitty gritty trenches of truly loving, when affection has dissolved and sacrifice has lost its appeal; when you're slapped in the face with the fact that charity isn't concerned with the injustice of the situation and mercy doesn't count the cost...