Years ago we had a mission team visit our church planting work out west. The team leader had a little girl the same age as one of our daughters. The mission team was gathered in the living room and kitchen with my wife and I talking about the upcoming week of ministry. We were making plans for various opportunities in the week to come, and quite honestly, just having a good time of fellowship. I guess time passed by quicker than we realized and all of the sudden my wife and another mother seemingly looked at each other at the same time with a look of concern. Where are the
