The Heart of an Immigrant Mother
I write as an immigrant mother seeking to improve the quality of life for my family, willing to get to know and be part of the community we have chosen as our new home. A new country, a new house…
I write as an immigrant mother seeking to improve the quality of life for my family, willing to get to know and be part of the community we have chosen as our new home. A new country, a new house…
I sat at the Lakefront in our community Sunday morning and looked out and thought to myself how overwhelmingly large Lake Michigan is. Have you ever been in a large body of water, looked around and could not see any…
Tengo hambre, ¿puedo comer algo? Mi bebé necesita pañales, ¿tienes alguno? ¿Tienes ropa y zapatos ¿Tienes trabajo para mí? This is what I hear every day as we continue to serve new arrivals in Chicago. I am hungry, can I have…
It has been 21 days since we have become a light to the Migrant community that is finding themselves at our doorstep. The passages of scripture found in Matthew 25:34-40, Hebrews 13:2, and of course Luke 10:25-37 where we are…
Their journey started at home in Venezuela. There, they made their way from persecution (some religious, some political) to the US/Mexico Border. From there, their journeys took them from Texas, to Colorado, to Chicago. At no point did they understand…