When God called me to missions, I laughed at what He was saying. Why would He call me to missions? My sister was the one who was called to missions, but me? No way. I wasn’t ready to step into the unknown and give up all the comfort of being home. I wasn’t ready to give up the classic college experience or the security of a good job. I wasn’t ready to depend fully on Him when it came to finances. I wasn’t ready to be constantly pushed out of my comfort and challenged to step into boldness. Nope. Maybe I heard Him wrong. Yet, God slowly and patiently kept knocking on my heart and calling me to step into the unknown with Him.