
1:00 AM. A quiet whimper from the vicinity of the bathroom catches my attention. I groggily get up and stumble through my pitch black bedroom. I get to the bathroom and turn on the light. My little girl looks up…
Husband, Father, Writer, Beggar.
Husband, Father, Writer, Beggar.
I'm a charismatic Catholic who lives on the outskirts of nowhere. God has given me a wife, a family, and a mission to feed the hungry. These are my stories.
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