Seeing the words "England London" was the last thing I expected but the first thing I wanted.
I had pushed the hope of being called to England to the back of my mind because, really, who gets called to exactly where they want to go most?
Me apparently.
I can completely, 100% honestly say that I was happy to go wherever the Lord would send me. But when I would get asked where I wanted to go, and I did get asked that a lot, I would always say England.
So April 3, 2013, I will hop on a plane and travel across the pond to the England MTC and spend 18 months working my butt off to tell the people of England glad tidings of great joy.
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