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Finding Francis in Guaymas
I found Francis! He lives and works in the barrios of Guaymas, Mexico. His footprints
are everywhere. I didn’t recognize him at first. Sometimes
he was dressed in rags, unshaven and dirty. Then I recognized him
in a mother holding her child, then again in a young boy caring for
his siblings. Most often Francis was wearing a brown robe, walking
among the people. But their eyes! Yes, that was it. In every form
their eyes were filled with hope and love that to me should have
shown despair. Once I opened my eyes, I saw him everywhere.
Missionaries of Hope & Love
There is so much to be thankful for, this Easter and always. Every day our kitchen staff and volunteers
turn scarcity into a bountiful meal. Their talent, kindness and compassion cannot be overlooked. The kitchen is primitive by modern standards, but the ladies work hard to fulfill their ministry to serve the poor. I pray silently that one day we will have a modern kitchen that this staff and
the poor they serve deserve. The way the kitchen is now, it is backbreaking work to produce 1,500 meals each day.
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