The main thing that is hard for me is having to face my own weaknesses frequently throughout the day. Even though I have had experiences where I live with people whom I do not choose, primarily my family (I did not choose them, but I love them and miss them a lot), living in a...
Every other Wednesday, we visit the local landfill called Mbeubeuss. Here, thousands of people scavenge through trash daily looking for things to repurpose or sell. We have many good friends who work there every day, and others even who live inside of the dump. They have taken tin, wood, old signs, and rugs to construct...
That day, Lucy and I went on visits together. We had an idea of the people we wanted to visit but the Holy Spirit had other plans. We knocked on several friends’ houses but they were either not there or just about to go out. After a while, I felt like we both surrendered to...
A good friend of mine recently shared with me that self-knowledge is self-gift. Hearing this quickly summarized what has been surely the most difficult, yet probably the most rewarding part about being here so far. They come in the form of two French and two Slavs. ...
For Memorial Day Weekend, we headed up to Buffalo, NY for a Con-solatio family reunion. We were welcomed by our own Father Peter (missionary in Argentina and now diocesan priest), Selen (Italy and El Salvador), Julia (Peru) as well as Fr. Peter’s family and my own (I, too, am a Buffalo native). We were also...