After spending time with single moms in a remote town in Honduras - all hard-working women who taught their children to be honorable and never ashamed of their condition,...
Why am I sharing this moment with you? Because I believe you've been there before. And I believe you'll be there again, if you are a dreamer. And so...
It was the third day at the Ravine School in Chimaltenango, and the air outside still hung heavy with the ashen remnants of Fuego’s volcanic fury. The dust mixed...
I sit beside them at the handmade table, tucked away in the only shady spot in the courtyard that connects the small home, workshop and barn. The steamy afternoon air...
It wasn’t my first time to step into the haphazard community of folks who might be missed by most who visit the beautiful city. It was easy to think...
For Ragamuffins, God’s name is Mercy. We see our darkness as a prized possession because it drives us into the heart of God. Without mercy our darkness would plunge...