


At fifteen, my only dream was to be married and to have children. I had no desire to go overseas or get involved with a mercy ministry working with orphans.
Rosalind Goforth (a missionary in the 1900s) wrote, “I have often praised God for denying my prayer; for had He granted it I could never have come to China.” As I read these words, it was as if they were written just for me. Had God answered my prayers for an early marriage and family, a passion for China and Her children would have never been born in my heart. This summer, that passion led me to take a more committed step – a one-year commitment of working at The Coconut (Bring Me Hope’s stateside office).
This year I will be: