
(The following article was written by AGWM personnel in a sensitive region.)
Growing up as a missionary kid in Taiwan, it wasn’t uncommon for people from our small church to come to our house and spend time with our family. The Holy Spirit was doing great things and the struggling church my parents pastored was beginning to grow.
During that time I met Hugo — a shy, mild-mannered young man a few years younger than me. Hugo was just learning English and I was still struggling with Mandarin, but somehow we found a way to communicate. Hugo was around every week until suddenly he wasn’t.
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Growing up as a missionary kid in Taiwan, it wasn’t uncommon for people from our small church to come to our house and spend time with our family. The Holy Spirit was doing great things and the struggling church my parents pastored was beginning to grow.
During that time I met Hugo — a shy, mild-mannered young man a few years younger than me. Hugo was just learning English and I was still struggling with Mandarin, but somehow we found a way to communicate. Hugo was around every week until suddenly he wasn’t.
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Hispanic Relations Staff