Monthly Archives: October 2015

Longing For Our Parents’ Blessing

I dropped off my parents at the airport last week. They were headed back to Peru, their homeland. While they’ve lived nearly half their lives in the U.S., the calling to Peru never seems to end. My Dad will be 80 this November, and he is more determined…

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Holding the hand of Jesus as a child

A few weeks after we arrived to America, my father took me to the Christian school where I would be going to school. I was 8 years old, and I remember walking into the school building and seeing this enormous wall painting of Jesus walking in a beautiful garden surrounded…

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