We arrived under cover of darkness, peering through rain-streaked windows to view the city under the street lights' blueish haze as our volunteer coordinator, Rafael, drove us through puddles of various sizes and depths on our way to El Sauce neighborhood. We were greeted at the curb under cover of umbrella by our jovial host,…

The drone of the twin prop engines is nearly deafening. My seat vibrates in resonance with the noise; I think my teeth might chatter if I unclenched my jaw. At least the cabin lights have stopped flickering - we boarded the plane in the dark, phone flashlights in hand. And so goes my welcome to…

The sunrise is not a motion of the Light; it is an aligning of our trajectory with that of the Light - we turn toward it. The misconceptions surrounding geocentrism are echoed by the fallacies of how we think God intervenes in our lives. We paint Him as the golden orb that rises and sets…