There’s been a lot of lamenting lately. A lingering sadness that teeters on complaining and discontent. Instead of seeing what is, I am inclined to see what is lacking.

Her face blended into the setting: a dingy storefront dirtied by ash fallen day after day in the volcano-laden San Jose, Costa Rica....

I thought I was moving up in the level of "Missionary." You know, after seven years, you have experienced the heartache of rejection.

Shortly after arriving in Barranquilla, the girls were still in that golden age of making bird feeders, birdhouses, and fairy gardens.