I vividly recall the day I walked down to the front of our charming country church, mustering up the courage to declare my calling to become a missionary. However, those dreams were abruptly shattered soon after that momentous announcement. At the tender age of 8, it was quite apparent that driving was beyond my capabilities. Countless individuals assured me that pursuing missionary work was far from realistic. To compound matters, during this same period, I discovered that I was adopted. The weight of these deceptions propelled me down a perilous path, fraught with destruction and despair. Frankly, the fact that I am still here today is nothing short of a miracle, for which I credit God's intervention.
Fast forward to the present, many years have passed since those challenging times. Against all odds, I find myself joyfully serving alongside an extraordinary community of transformative individuals, bent on making a difference in the world. My existence now carries profound significance, as I contribute to causes that touch lives and bring about meaningful change.