each face has a story

yesterday i was going through my images from this summer, i couldn't help but relive the moments i have spent with these people. each one has a story to tell, brothers, sisters, and parents that have shaped who they are. they have names and lives, on the other side of the world, and i have the opportunity to be apart of them, even if only for an instant.

kids in the second division military base outside of Juba (capital of southern sudan)

mary. she has no physical reason in the world to be happy. but has more joy than you would think possible for a three year old.

Joseph. One of my favorite chaplains. I worked with him for four weeks in Loa, while we were running a program at the local school. Seeing this guy love on kids, you would never know lost his parents at a young age.

Joska. She lives down the street from one of the chaplains and runs up to greet me every time I visit the house. She longs to be known, listened to, and understood.