A Change of Perspective

As we walked through the smoke-filled lobby, I was a little concerned. Was this really where we were going to be staying? In the ten years that John and I have been doing mission trips, we’ve often repeated a phrase my friend taught me right before a weekend retreat....

Life Can be Hard and Good

I dismissed the crying when I first heard it. I had just finished laying Ashlyn down for the night, and figured I’d give our 9-month-old a moment to calm down before intervening. But after a minute, I realized that it wasn’t her after all. Leaving the...