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By Claudia Lorena Juárez

My Heart jumped when I saw her. She frightened me. I had studied to work with deaf children, now I found myself in an institution working with children with a diverse array of incapacities. The first thing that shocked me about her was the size of her head. Her eyebrows were thick and unruly and made her look perpetually aggressive. Her arms were deformed, and she wouldn’t stop crying.

 
>> Christmas Eve on the Streets of Lima

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By Adriana Forcatto

A large cobalt stone graces the ring on my finger-a symbol of gratitude and forgiveness, a reminder that God is with us. Of all the nights in the past five years, this night on Grau was the saddest ever. I couldn't help but feel burdened, disturbed and tearful all at once...

 
>> There is no ¨truth¨ preferred more than the ¨lie¨

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By Juan José Barreda Toscano

As with many other nights, the doorbell rang repeatedly. At first, I wanted to just stay asleep in bed. I knew what this night call was going to be about. I was certain that it was yet another person in a moment of urgency who needed help, probably in the form of money…

 

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"The Church's role is not to develop a political mission and program. Yet the testimony of service to the needy undoubtedly has social and political dimensions. The concept of our responsibility as service will help us avoid falling into the 'Catholic temptation' of dominating the powers and imposing the Gospel from above”.

Samuel Escobar