My grandma and mom died about six months apart, and I spiraled into a pit of grief. 

“This is nearing a medical emergency. You need surgery tonight.” 

At one of the big Asian churches I attended, there was the usual bookstore adjacent to the sanctuary where my students often shopped for bilingual Bibles. For many, this was their first face-to-face encounter with anyone from a church. Repeatedly ...

A few months into our service in Uganda, some conversations with God bred a lot of deep question marks.