When I see a person tripping on drugs in the streets, I think that used to be a student sitting in someone’s classroom, that used to be someone’s baby. That person came from someone’s womb and was placed in their mother’s gentle arms. Reflecting on that pierces my heart, but it keeps me grounded toContinue reading “To Be a Woman”
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Manna
By Peyton Parra A little over a month ago, I moved from the deep south (Pensacola, Florida) to the South Bronx for a mission year with Seton Teaching Fellows. I’m one of forty missionaries serving up here in the Bronx this year…that’s forty young-adult Catholic men and women sold-out for Jesus Christ, His Church, andContinue reading “Manna”
The Father’s Greatest Joy
And just like that I’ve officially been in the Bronx for a month. One thing I have learned over these past 4 weeks is this: The Father’s greatest joy is to love me. Seriously, The Father’s greatest joy is to love me. This is what I was created for, and I have seen it throughContinue reading “The Father’s Greatest Joy”
Kissing What Festers
Have you ever felt like Jesus is asking you to give more than you have? I have felt that way a lot throughout my first week in the Bronx. The first official day they sat us down and said, “You are here to serve, to serve our babies, who far to often have been givenContinue reading “Kissing What Festers”
A False Idea of Permanence
Faith belongs to the one who asks, because the one who asks receives. Often we beat ourselves up thinking, “I’ve been through worse and overcome it. Why am I so terrified? Seriously you’re better than this.” The reality is on our own we are capable of nothing, in every moment of triumph stood before usContinue reading “A False Idea of Permanence”
