Abuelita is one of the strongest women I have had the pleasure to call friend. At the start of my mission, Abuelita was in our home each morning. Teaching us how to cook, knitting, sharing stories, practicing reading, telling me “Poco a poco vas a aprender”...
Often there is a temptation to think about where I am getting to, to think the mission is when I finish walking, at the scheduled place and time, at church or the home of a friend or Mbeobeos (the city dump – more on that soon). But the beauty of this mission is that I...
The other evening, one of Carmen's sons showed up at our door. I asked him how his mom was doing, as I knew she wasn't feeling well the other day. He shared with me that Carmen's cancer was back and stronger than before...
We had scheduled to pray the Rosary with our friend John outside of his house. On our way to his house, we met him with four other friends. They were sitting outside on a street corner where the garbage is typically collected...
Alexa is on mission in Peru. The first time I visited our weekly apostolate, a juvenile detention center for around 800 boys, I attended the Baptism and first Communion of 20 of the boys in the center. As different thoughts were running through my head, I entered the chapel expecting to witness and share this moment...