We're making it through this... but just barely!
Take a big bite, let the juice drip down your chin, and smile, knowing that you met a mango farmer in Cachipapampa, Peru.
This is what a mandatory quarantine really looks like.
...as I gave him a hug and said goodbye, he responded with five of the kindest words.
You can't just replace one idol with another... by exchanging a pre-Christian era huaca for the Christian symbol of a cross.
The beauty of this life of faith comes when we leave behind theological differences to celebrate the small part that each one of us shares in bringing spiritual food to people who have been going hungry for so long.
And I wonder... Do we teach our sons to be the ones who will stand up and shout "Look at the king"?
The memory of those crying seagulls made me feel homesick. Homesick for a place that I've never seen... homesick for the people I love who are already there... homesick for for a day when no one will get sick or die.
I believe the idea that a thing of beauty brings joy goes back a lot farther than John Keats... a whole lot farther.
“It’s not in vain that we gave everything up. When we finish, I know it will be a great joy for all of us to put the completed Bible in the hands of the Quechua people.”