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Pity Stays at the Door.

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,...

Joy Story

What she witnessed fueled a fire in Joy's heart - a fire that would change her life forever. "My friend and I talked often about how we wanted to...

And All the While…

We mean so well, we really do. We want more than anything for every child to feel known and valued and love. And there are moments we get it...

You are the Best Things.

“You are a writer, Auntie Ronne? I love stories – what stories do you write? Will you read me a story?” To even be introduced as a writer still...

The Day I Saw “Yes” to Life.

But that day, there was no pity. Instead, I gave thanks that God would have seen fit to give her life there. In a place where she would meet...

Eleven Cinder Blocks

Today is the day of the new miracle, of yet another answered prayer - but she didn't know it would be us who would walk past the scorched fields...

Shoot like a Girl | Feed

He walks along the busy streets of Guatemala City. He has ten siblings, and the family struggles. He was excited to go to school this week - it was...

I Don’t Want to Lose.

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...

Being Chosen. (#1000Speak)

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...

Life is Carved in Ruts.

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...

Yes Ronnie. We are Walking.

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...

The Little Ragamuffins.

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...
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