I have a lot of favorite days.  Days spent in New York City, spur-of-the-moment shopping days with my mom, days filled with the laughter of my best friends, lots of Christmases and many many days at church camp.    Then there are two days that don’t seem to fit in with the rest. They were both really gross, physically and mentally draining, and they smelled pretty bad. You see, these two days were spent in trash dumps.    Last year, it was the day a man asked me “don’t we have a nice view?” as I stood in the middle of a filthy...

This is a story about a man named Nuno. Nuno is a 25 year old who lives here in the Philippines. His home is just down the road from where our home base of ministry is (YMC). Just outside the YMC is a basketball court where there are usually pick-up games happening. The mornings are a bit more quiet though, a time where some guys will be out there shooting around. Nuno was out there one morning shooting hoops with another man. I walk out to go shoot with them. I ask Nuno what his name is, he didnt answer. I ask the other man his name, he tells me (I cannot remember the other man’s...

I have a lot of favorite days.  Days spent in New York City, spur-of-the-moment shopping days with my mom, days filled with the laughter of my best friends, lots of Christmases and many many days at church camp.    Then there are two days that don’t seem to fit in with the rest. They were both really gross, physically and mentally draining, and they smelled pretty bad. You see, these two days were spent in trash dumps.    Last year, it was the day a man asked me “don’t we have a nice view?” as I stood in the middle of a filthy...

This is a story about a man named Nuno. Nuno is a 25 year old who lives here in the Philippines. His home is just down the road from where our home base of ministry is (YMC). Just outside the YMC is a basketball court where there are usually pick-up games happening. The mornings are a bit more quiet though, a time where some guys will be out there shooting around. Nuno was out there one morning shooting hoops with another man. I walk out to go shoot with them. I ask Nuno what his name is, he didnt answer. I ask the other man his name, he tells me (I cannot remember the other man’s...

                This story has more questions than answers.                 It was my birthday. Two people from my team needed to go to the mall to get a few things. I decided to go along and treat myself to ice cream for my birthday. They got what they needed, I got Dairy Queen, and we traveled home. We rode back in a Jeepney, a public transportation vehicle that holds roughly 16 passengers facing each other on two benches that run parallel to the road....

                This story has more questions than answers.                 It was my birthday. Two people from my team needed to go to the mall to get a few things. I decided to go along and treat myself to ice cream for my birthday. They got what they needed, I got Dairy Queen, and we traveled home. We rode back in a Jeepney, a public transportation vehicle that holds roughly 16 passengers facing each other on two benches that run parallel to the road....