Beneath the Surface
The first time I came to San Juan De Lurigancho was 2009 and I immediately fell in love with everything about it. The people, the sounds, the smell (most people would disagree on that one) all took a hold of my heart and, ever since then, it’s been hard to keep me away. The first few times I came down here I was so focused on helping the people of Peru with “typical missionary tasks”. What buildings need to be painted? Who needs to be prayed for? What supplies can I pass out?