Chor-Kiat Sim

Weary from a tense encounter with a patient, I took a few minutes to relax in the visitor's lounge.

While preparing for another visit, I noticed a woman in her fifties whose warm smile and eye contact invited me to introduce myself…

Slipping out of the sanctuary alone after the worship service, Jane's* steps showed discouragement, rejection, and a lack of spiritual ardor. Only a few days before she had told me that her husband had left her for…

The heat was unbearable, but I was freezing. My hands were cold, but my Sabbath suit was drenched with sweat. When members of the congregation congratulated me at the door after the worship service, I nervously accepted…