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England.
I have dreamed of it for...I don't even kn ow how long. A long time.
So many people who have been have told me,
"Go. Go now! Go before it's too late. Go before it's too late for you (or too late for England). GO!"
And I thought, I'll go someday. Someday I will go. Someday when I'm grown up but still don't have a family to take care of.
Then it hit me, the window for doing that could be very small. I'm twenty - that's sort of grown up...some people my age are already married or going to get married soon or will be married in 5-10 years. That's a small window (to me, right now, anyway).
So I prayed. Should I go? Could I go? Is it OK? Will I fair well there? What will I do there? Would it be too much money for me? Am I mature enough? Will it mature me? Will I go alone?
And all I heard back from God was what everyone else told me. But it was simple. It was one word.
"Go."
And included in that one word was the assurance that all of the details will be worked out. He will be before them, they will come fast, but not in a way that I can't handle when I have Him with me.
So I am going. I will be attending a Bible school in England called the Capernwray Missionary Fellowship of Torchbearers:
One of my closest friends will be going as well. We both decided this separately, only finding out the other was pondering this (England) through a mutual friend. This was part of that "Go" I was talking about.
It's not for another 212 days & some hours (April 18th is the day), & it only goes to June 12th. For some people that may be nothing, but for me it is something. It is a big something for me to leave home for longer than, oh, a weekend. It's a big deal for me to change my "routine" so drastically.
But it's time.
Go.
I will.
"If adventures will not befall a young lady in her own village she must seek them abroad." - Northanger Abbey
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