For the first two years of our four-year term, I thought, I’ll stick it out for the rest of our term, but there is no way I am coming back. I don’t even want to know what God thinks about it. If I made it through the rest of...
The first time I ever stepped foot in my country of service was two years ago. I was spending the summer there, living in a room full of girls at the orphanage that my future in-laws had started nearly 12 years prior. I had just completed graduate school and...
It started off so innocently. It was in November that I saw a new face among the parents standing in line waiting to pick up their children at school. The next day as I was working in the school library, her son asked me how to check out a...
Waking up to a new day, I find myself wondering about the suffering that will be present at my door. Each day presents the same routine for me: ministering to people who are suffering physically. As I begin anew my nursing duties, the pain of the daily lives of...
