Lucy B. Tag

My first encounter with Sra. Lili was impactful to say the least. Still adapting to life on mission, I entered her home with two of the other missionaries. The odor of putrid urine hit me like a wall; the darkness of the room alone was despairing. This was the first experience I remember having here...

I had a realization the other day: I’ve been straining to meet God where He is instead of letting Him reach me where I am. Maybe it was obvious all along, but the only true manner to connect with God is to nuzzle my nose deeper into the dust of the earth and assume the...

Walter and Ricardo are dear friends of ours. Walter lives in his workshop where he fixes broken machinery. His home is brimming with old washing machines, wheels, welding equipment, and every bolt and screw you can imagine. But hidden inside this clutter is a precious gem, Ricardo. ...