Tammy Duckworth lost both legs and partial use of one arm in 2004 when her helicopter was hit by a rocket-propelled grenade.

How could God let battling someone put a bullet in the back of my husband’s head? Why did God let my baby die? Why does God let such blatant disregard for life and hatefulness continue? These are some of the tough questions that chaplains face on a daily basis.

From the moment the alarm on my iPhone sounds every morning until I crawl into bed and reset the alarm for the next morning, my world is filled with activity and noise! Often, there is so much going on I cannot hear myself think or remember the things I thought were the priorities for the day. Do you have the same problem?

by Deb Douglas

Kasey Ewing has fallen in love. She has fallen in love with a neighborhood. Kasey and her husband, Brad, a worship leader and minister, moved to Bossier City, Louisiana, in 2009. As they searched for a new home, each home required driving through Meadowview, a low-income neighborhood.

I’m not a huge fan of cats: one too many unprovoked scratches, one too many fur balls coughed up while in the home of friends. And their pre-Madonna attitude sends me to crazy land.

Many families put off missions trips or leave their children behind with a sitter. We can raise on-mission children, however, by including our children in our local missions efforts.

“Hi! My name is Nelda. My life was rocked just 6 months ago when I was involved in an automobile accident. After several weeks of fighting infection in my right leg due to injuries in the accident, my leg was amputated.

“Although I’m so grateful to be alive, now I must learn to live with one leg. Believe me, that has changed my life dramatically. I’m moving around in a wheelchair now, but soon I’ll be fitted with a prosthesis. In the meantime, daily life is a physical challenge for me.