“There’s still work to do,” I heard him say on a video screen. His words were faint, soft, broken. Norberto, a Paraguayan missionary who...

How do I begin writing about prayer when I have not felt like praying? It’s not that I’m angry at God. It’s not that I’m indifferent to...

All we had was one vague map on the lost trail which found a few. There were more hikers at the start as each scattered stranger received...