“That electric wire is down,” Paul said. He stopped the truck and scanned the steep mountain road. “Can you see where it goes?” The pole...

I gulped and swallowed hard, trying to beat down the waves of nausea that rose to swamp me. No use. Between the curvy mountain roads that...

The dear people we serve may live in mountain villages, but their trials are much the same as ours. As we travelled this week we found...