I came across this little video of Christina the other day. We were on an epic road trip from Fort Worth to San Francisco, moving her into a new dorm room where she would stay while earning her Master’s degree. Ever since assisting toddler Christina onto...
From summitting 19,341 foot mount Kilimanjaro to diving with the Badjao tribe in the waters of the Philippine islands. It started with a memorable helicopter flight and hike into the jungle of Guatemala to tell the story of little Mary Jose, leading since to heart...
Thirty-three years ago today, Carol and I became parents, the world became a little better place...
Every year 8,000 to 10,000 pilgrims meet at the Notre Dame in Paris for the Paris-Chartres Pilgrimage that occurs on the Feast of Pentecost. It is a multi-generational, multi-national gathering of people who draw closer to God through the centuries-old act of pilgrimage. The walk is...
Now that I am back in the US it is a interesting process to balance my responsibilities to family, my real estate brokerage, and my work as a humanitarian photographer. ...
Reflecting on my time DC with Matthew after Capturing Grace on a 16 flight, 5 week journey throughout Asia. ...
A few years ago I watched the movie Life of Pi and was captivated by a brief Scene filmed in Pondicherry India. I determined then that I would one day visit this French influenced town on the eastern coast of India. After a wonderful evening with...
When 18 year old Sathish and I met in 2015, for a story in Compassion International magazine, we knew it was a relationship that would endure. You can see the stories at https://capturinggrace.org/?s=Satish Ever since going to India to meet the young man whom my daughter Christina...
With the thumping beat of our Royal Enfield single Cylinder engine for a soundtract, I held on tight to the strong shoulders of Sam Godwin Manoharan. Back home in Texas, between sips of Indian coffee, my dear friend Princy shared stories of this magical place of...
I remember soft little hands that held on tight and beautiful red curls that reflected the light. Tiny toes that loved to wiggle in the sand and beautiful blue eyes that showed me distant lands. Talks and walks that are etched in my mind, the...
