I’ve been back in the States for precisely a month today. Amidst the whirlwind of such a significant move, there hasn’t been much time for reflection. However, this morning, it seems that some of the dust has settled, and I finally have the opportunity to write a little. A friend who has often lived abroad…

The father opened a small door in the wall, and we followed suit, crouching to enter. The transition from the bright outside sun to the dim hallway momentarily blinded us. We trailed behind the father through the corridor, up a narrow flight of stairs, and into another long passage. The aroma of cooking food greeted…

Late last year, our HOPE team walked alongside a young man and his family as he battled cancer. This experience profoundly affected me for several reasons. One significant takeaway was the realization that I didn’t truly understand the nature of “suffering.” As we did our best to support this young man, a colleague and I…