As I was growing up, one question plagued me more than all the rest: How can I live a holy life in the midst of a fallen world? ( Read more... )

When I was in middle school, I felt like my life was pretty dull. Weekdays were spent sitting in numerous classes where I filled stacks of notebooks with notes and sketches. Evenings were spent either listening to music, reading, or writing stories that never seemed to develop very far. Whenever I heard about people living in foreign countries, I ( Read more... )