**Before reading this post, I should warn you that these pictures are heartbreaking and graphic. I suppose inquiring minds can scroll ahead, but without hearing the beautiful story you might miss the bigger picture.
Going back and forth from the states to Guatemala always inflicts some sort of culture shock within myself. Strolling through the aisles of Target (which I believe is a small glimpse of what heaven may be like), I can’t help but to feel overwhelmed by the abundance of stuff. “$60 for a pair of boots?” I rolled my eyes thinking how many pairs of shoes I could buy for that same pricetag. It wasn’t long until my pretentiousness got the best of me and I found myself looking at $12 birthday cards, although I literally knew no one with an upcoming birthday. I dodged that aisle and settled on a 25 count package of cute thank you notes, at least those I would use. I threw them into my cart and they nestled in between the box of pumpkin spice frosted mini wheats, pumpkin chai drink mix, and various items from the $1 bin that I’m always a sucker for. I had somehow accumulated all this stuff since scoffing at a pair of boots. “This is it,” I thought to myself. “I have officially become THAT internet meme…” Continue reading Target vs. The Insanity of God
