PEACE Makers

 By Amy A. “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.” Boy, I tell ya. The PEACE Program is the place to be. I’ve been counting (or, rather, just running the program every day), and I think there have been around a million new developments around here of late. For one thing, PEACE is a real, live, actual acronym now. That’s right. P-E-A-C-E stands...

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Why We Laugh

by Michael We at the PEACE Program love kids, especially the kids we see every day. You could ask any one of our volunteers if this is true, and the answer would be an immediate and fervent, YES! We don’t just say we love them either, we show it. One of my favorite memories from the PEACE Program is a day when Andrew came to help out after having surgery on his knee. He was still walking on...

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Good Times & Green Tape

By Amy A. This is how it goes. One of us walks through the door with a duct-taped box or a couple of not-currently-colored Walmart bags. We send the word throughout the building for everyone to leave their cleaning or food prep and come see our “new” donations. It’s Christmas morning at the PEACE Program. Even though this is obviously stuff that nobody wanted–not the...

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Walking in Victory

by Andrew  A few weeks ago, as I got out of my car, I was greeted by two of our kids waiting expectantly on the pavement of the parking lot next to #20. Now, I thought it was sweet that they were waiting for me to get to the PEACE Program, and I loved the hugs that they showered upon me. But, I quickly realized that the end goal of their affection, the prize they had set their hearts on, was not...

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Better Together

by Larissa There’s this kindergartener. She’s about three and a half feet tall with wild ringlets. Creamy complexion. Big, dark brown eyes. She’s beautiful, lively, and rambunctious. And very practiced in the art of tantrum-throwing… We were in the middle of transitioning from homework time to snack time, which meant that several kids were anxiously waiting for instructions. And when I say...

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Who Trains My Hands

By Amy A. Peace is not what you think it is. Neither, most likely, is our afterschool program. These first couple of weeks of the school year have had me thinking on those facts—on the quiet, holy tenacity that peace is made of, and on what we are really all about at the PEACE Program. If you browse our website, or if you come to an informational meeting for recruits, or if you stop by a...

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