The plaza of our town on a quiet foggy morning before the quarantine. Now it always has an eerie emptiness to it as everyone is ordered to stay in their homes. COVID19. It is the crisis the entire world is focused on. This sickness consumes my conversations and thoughts. It worms its way into my … Continue reading Just wait
Someone was relentlessly pounding on the front door of our little blue house. It was finally our day off after I had been sick nearly all week and I was looking forward to spending a relaxing day in a coffee shop in Tarapoto. We have a rule in our house that we don’t answer the … Continue reading it takes a village
We had been warned by multiple people to leave our cellphones at home. Our taxi driver told us to take off any jewelry—watches, earrings, necklaces—anything remotely valuable. Our windows stayed rolled up most of the drive, but the stench of urine still made its way into the car. Entering the slums of Lima, a place … Continue reading an encounter with missionary saints
This past Holy Week was busy, and I apologize for not writing sooner. Our team has been traveling a LOT this past month and a half. At the beginning of March, we helped host a medical mission trip where we served over 800 people at free clinics around Picota (I posted a reflection after the … Continue reading the octave of urgency
Sitting down to wash my clothes after a long, tiring week ofhelping with the medical mission trip, I was trying to motivate myself for thework ahead. Instead of just throwing my clothes in the wash, selecting thecycle, and pressing start, I would have to dissolve laundry soap in water,scrub each piece of clothing individually, ring … Continue reading stains on my heart
Pointing and screaming, I clutched onto Rachel, my teammate, as we ran into the other room. After attending Mass and eating dinner, we came home late to find some unwelcome guests in our house. The first massive wolf-spider sat just behind the front door eyeing us with an evil gleam in her too many eyes. … Continue reading Tarzan…or George of the Jungle?
NOTICE: After January 31st, the only way you will be able to reach me is through WiFi (Whatsapp, Facebook Messenger, email, etc.). My number will NO LONGER work with cellular data. Hello everyone! I hope you all had a wonderful and blessed holiday time with your friends and family. Let me catch you up on … Continue reading colorado, louisiana, and now… PERU!
I am back in Louisiana after being in Mexico for the past three weeks. On November 12, all of us went out into the countryside of General Cepeda and opened the long-awaited envelopes that would tell us where we're going. I'm pleased to say I'm going to Picota, Peru! The whole trip to Mexico was … Continue reading la cruz de amor
We made it to Mexico and I can’t help but laugh with joy for my life here so far. The single women missionaries are all staying in an apartment on a hill that’s about a ten-minute walk away from the main mission house in General Cepeda. It’s very simple and serves us well. Behind our … Continue reading Misión de México
Chocolate milk. My brother loved it as a kid. He would have a glass of chocolate milk with every meal and maybe one before bed. I remember one time he was getting ready to make a big glass of chocolate milk, but he had to get the syrup to the top of the bottle. So, … Continue reading milking the metaphors