Mud puddles, rainy days, dancing, sign language and green forests, French Colonial buildings built bare blocks down from temples decorated red and gold, with carvings so precise they make you feel as though you’ve stepped into an alternate world. Laughing children, with so little, yet so much in the world, waving at you from gardens and street sidewalks. These small, quiet moments, when you step back to just admire the universe that our God created, so full, so overwhelming in its intricacy, so perfect. A mind far above ours could begin to conceive the reasons for each corner of it, but...