Six years ago in the amazon jungles of Peru, I woke up in the middle of the night to see my best friend Katie Kat missing from the top bunk. I was immediately alarmed and ran outside to search for her or help. I found her lying in the dirt, fast asleep, barely conscious, with a high fever. I helped her back to our room where I put her (covered in dirt and mud) in my bed and ran to get cold wash cloths, tylenol, and the doctor. That night one of my friends told me "you should

Just 3 months ago, I remember praying this prayer: Why do I not feel joy Lord? Why did you call me to a job that I would hate? Where is the blessing and joy in your call to serve you. And why am I a nurse? And I think we all feel that -- at one time or another in our lives-- that maybe God didn't lead us to a fertile valley, but a desolate mountain. That maybe God forgot about our joy? And in this time I had to question Him. Are you really a good loving Father to me? I have a

I received a call that a patient needed immediate care and I was called late at night into the clinic. Inside I was a little angry. I didn't feel like serving or being loving or kind. I knew it would be a rough call and I prayed in advance "God give me energy to get through this. Give me love and wisdom where I am lacking." As I walked in the clinic I took a quick peek at my soon-to-be patient. She didn't seem any happier than me to be there. As I watched her from afar, I sa