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The Imperfect Expression

This is not the perfect mass. A dog comes in and lays down next to me to escape the heat. Somewhere a baby is crying as another set of kids crawl across the sanctuary chasing the chickens out of the church. The choir is singing off key and it seems that no one can clap on beat to save their life. The barefoot catechist is giving a welcome to the congregation as a small child quietly tugs at his pants. This is church.

Pigs Just Know

Jesuit Volunteer Reflects: Because, like the pigs, I know when I'm home. It's a feeling deep down in my heart and in my core. I know when I'm home when I'm called to be more loving. I know when I'm home when I'm called to be more patient. I know when I'm home when I'm called to be more forgiving. When I'm home, I know that I have been fed through the nourishment of my soul, and that is hard to measure or put on a to do list.
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Jesuit Volunteer Reflects: Learning How to Receive

Coming out of my JVC International Orientation, I felt so pumped to enter into the role of a Jesuit Volunteer in Belize. I left energized with a mentality that I am not here to ‘help’ anybody. I am not here to change another country's systems or values. I am here to learn from the people. I am here to be both with and for them. I am here to accompany them.