As she walked down the village road in the midst of a group of young teens, her naturally blonde hair and height caught my eye. In this part of our adopted country, the only tall blonde I ever saw was my own daughter.     “Pray for her.” An almost...

One of my running routes takes me by a statue of Mary encased in a stone wall outside a private home. It’s not uncommon to find rosary beads, notes, or other trinkets left at Mary’s feet. There was even a cast left there from someone’s healed brok...

Peter is a very endearing, relatable disciple. I appreciate his “act first, think later” attitude and the way that he jumps wholeheartedly into opportunities to serve and love Jesus, demand answers, and fight for justice. One of my favorite storie...

Several years ago, I joined a neighborhood watch. There were no security problems on the quiet, cobblestone street in our Andes Mountain town, but I thought this would be a good way meet the neighbors. An earnest young policeman shared safety tips...