This past March marked my third year helping to lead a mission trip to the Bronx and spending a day with Con-solatio and their friends. Each time I’ve come to New York, I’ve been struck by my own poverty and weakness—by how little I feel I have to give to those around me. Yet, without...
Our house here in Romania was opened just after communism ended in 1994, which means that our community turned 30 this past year! It’s events like this that really allow us to invite people from all of our different groups of friends to come and celebrate with us. One of the harder realities about our...
Every day, I learn a lot from Laura, Agnieszka, and Taymara, my fellow missionaries. We have moments of laughter, disagreements, and reconciliation. None of us are here for ourselves; we're all searching for a greater love, and that unites us in a distinct and profound way. I'm deeply grateful to have them because I know...
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...