Category Archives: From the US

Los recién llegados

As Advent approaches, I am struck yet again by the image of Mary and Joseph arriving in Bethlehem and looking for room at the inn. It may have been Joseph’s ancestral town, but it was far from their home. I … Continue reading

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Una banda de jornaleros (A day laborers’ band)

Slowly but surely, I am learning to appreciate the role of music in all of the work that I do. Whether drying dishes in the comedor or celebrating life and community in posadas or graduations or other fiestas, songs pop … Continue reading

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Belonging

Kids play in the fountain, running and shrieking. Mothers call to them in Spanish. A woman sells Mole de Oaxaca and Agua Fresca at a stand next to a man selling fancy goat cheese. A young woman lies down on … Continue reading

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Los que siguen trabajando (Those Who Continue Working)

Almost a year ago, I wrote in my blog about the warning that a wise Jesuit professor gave me before I left for Nogales: “In this kind of work, you will encounter people who never rest. Those people believe that … Continue reading

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Live the Question

In the face of tragedy or suffering, we all want answers. This past week, I returned to Colorado and, like many in our community, was shocked by the Aurora movie shooting. Our community asks itself: how can such a blatant … Continue reading

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El sueño americano

When did I stop believing in el sueño americano (the American Dream)? Perhaps when I met too many boys propelled by it. My first day here, a 15 year old and his 18 year old cousin were in the shelter. … Continue reading

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Looking to the Future (Primeramente Dios)

I rarely learn about the futures of migrants who have passed through the comedor. But on occasion I hear a continuation to the story. Such as one 15 year old, whose family I have written about a few times. He … Continue reading

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