The window of my basement bedroom framed the bright silver moon as I knelt by my bed. I was home for study/reading days after our annual missions’ conference at Bible college, and I was wrestling with God. You see, when you attend a Bible school that is known for sending out more than half of the missionaries in the world, you kind of think that when you go there, you will end up being called to some foreign land to serve the Lord.
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