Does anyone else feel like everything takes at least three additional steps when living overseas?

What has God put in your hand with which to worship him?

Wringing my hands, I tried to calm my fluttering stomach while my mother and I waited in the hard cushioned chairs. Sounds of squeaking shoes and a crying child echoed from the hall into our small room.

It’s been a year now since we saw the first symptoms of our son’s health problem. At first the doctors were confused. It took us four months to find a medical team who would work with us and help us. Those were dark days. Still now it isn’t over b...