Sister A. Chandler: My Favorite Angels

Here is an excerpt from Sister A. Chandler’s recent letter home:

I had only one really hard experience this week that I would like to share with you all. We were at the house of an investigator Noemi. And the second I walked in, my hart broke. Noemi has a bed, with a blanket, and a pair of shoes that I think are older than me. She has the clothes on her and that’s it. Her feet are black and cracked and caked with blood, and her toes are shriveled and distorted from never wearing shoes. She wears her shoes when she leaves her house. When she saw it was us, she smiled and pulled out the only food in her cubbard and said, “For my favorite angels.”

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