I sat in a church that was new to me, in a country that was new to me, listening to people speak and sing and pray in a language that was new to me. And it was warm. Very warm. Unfortunately, I had chosen to sit in the middle of the room, far from...

I was upset with my friend’s behavior and got offended, so I withdrew into my shell and sulked for a few days, ruining what should have been a pleasant weekend. While my friend could have acted differently, my reaction was disproportionate to what...

The “flock among [me]” occasionally felt overwhelming in Africa. Need was everywhere. Where did my “flock” start and stop?

The first time I heard this song by Andrew Peterson, I didn’t care for it. The question/response format set to music did not appeal to or pull me in. It didn’t make me feel as warm and fuzzy as many other songs have. Please don’t tell Andrew Peter...