Blanca is one of the few people (excluding kids) who comes to the house almost daily. The first time I met her was on the street. We were on our way back home when Karo and Elo saw her and called out her name. Even though she cannot see very well, the sound of their...
In a life this filled, sometimes a little chaotic, and almost always “noisy,” I have been reflecting a lot on how my contemplative life and active life here on mission can coexist. The silence I’ve found here is more a stillness of heart than an absence of noise. This stillness comes in the moments when the...
Monday evenings, during Uruguayan snack time, we go to one of the poorest places in our neighborhood, “La canchita del rosario,” a place with many tin houses that surround a now fenced soccer field. For several years, this was also a very dangerous place due to drug consumption and violence. Our parish priest built a...
We have a friend- she’s quite unlike anyone I’ve met before. Though we aren't sure of her age, we think she’s around 16. From what we have heard from our neighbors and her, she has had a challenging childhood. We see her wandering around the streets most of the day, talking to herself or one...
Two months ago, I arrived at the airport here in Dakar, Senegal. I had previously heard stories of other missionaries being welcomed with big signs or parties and I had honestly hoped that such would not be the case. Thanks be to God, I was met by a tall French guy and a Ukrainian girl...