My husband found the postcard first; it was wedged sideways in our front doorframe. A friend was planning a gathering at her home—and I was invited.

I had just finished a fitness class with several local women. As we prepared to leave, they began putting on their long dresses and hijabs.

If you’re like me, you may have found yourself walking towards Him, only to become easily distracted.

When Dawn was six years old, her parents died in a car accident and she was sent to live with relatives in the countryside.