This week I learned about the death of Don Victor, a pastor who answered God’s call on his life to be in ministry of people in a shantytown. I’ve been reflecting on his ministry this week.

Where pavement meets gravel in Cartago, Costa Rica, is where you enter the shantytown of Los Diques. This is a place where people with no other means go.  Families escaping abusive fathers.  Mothers addicted to drugs.  Grandmothers raising grandchildren.  Young boys whose only way out is to join a gang; young girls whose only way out is to sell themselves.  And this is a place the government would rather not exist, which is why they have been so reluctant over the years to give the basic necessities for these people.

Yet, none of this mattered to Don Victor.

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