It's hard to believe that there are only two days left of our trip here in the Dominican Republic. We fly out Wednesday morning, and I am sure it will be bittersweet for all of us as we say goodbye to dear friends here and say hello to friends and family back home.

God's timing is always perfect, even if we don't always understand it in the moment. This morning on my first flight I sat next to a Dominican girl named Francesca. She was flying to Miami to visit her very ill grandma, who is facing a dangerous surgery that she might not survive. We