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Finding Church in Reynosa, Mexico

July 23, 2020|Reflections|

Church. When I say that word, I picture serenity, lovely stained glass colored light, soaring ceilings, organ and trumpet sounds, hand carved pews.......plastic chairs, dust, warm evening sunlight, guitar and ukulele, hot cement...

Back to the Future

December 9, 2019|Reflections|

Flash back to 2012, the first year I went to Reynosa… We only built one house that year. The house we helped to build sat behind the family’s original plywood house, which held all five...

Who Says You Can’t Go Home

June 7, 2018|Reflections|

It is impossible to forget when your eyes are first truly opened to the world. For me, that was 2003. I was a 14-year-old living in white suburban privilege, with no knowledge of a world past the end of my block.

The Living Water

June 1, 2016|Reflections|

When one thinks of the word oasis, we often picture a place adorned with decadent landscapes with mountains so high they take the breath out of our lungs or an ocean that reaches as far as the eye can see.

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