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It was Jan. 24, 1994. I was uneasy with my place of employment as I knew there was more that God wanted me to do and experience than what I was actually doing. I thought perhaps of starting my own contracting business.

I  was at a funeral of a preacher from my home church in London, Ontario, when I confided in another preacher friend (I’ll call him Steve for future reference) of a desire to do something different with my life. He asked me if I considered going to Zambia or Russia. Read the rest of this entry »