In 2007, I paced in my apartment, phone pressed to my ear as my undocumented fiancé mourned the immigration reform bill dying on the Senate floor. Momentum had been building all summer, and against his better judgment, Billy’s hopes had risen. He was working on a construction […]Continue Reading →
“And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, ‘Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?’ Then I said, ‘Here am I! Send me.’” –Isaiah 6:8 The second AZ2DC: Round 2 bus has come home from the trip to D.C. to pray outside the door of […]Continue Reading →
Last year my wife and I left suburban NJ for Brooklyn, NY. On a map they seem so close; it’s only in person that you realize how different they really are. Like any immigrant, I looked at my surroundings with different eyes than the locals, and, like many immigrants, it was the differences in […]Continue Reading →
