Years ago, I started college in Alabama. The degree I chose forced me to transfer to a sister school in California for nine months. An East Coast native, I told God that I would never end up this far away from home again. As they say, man plans, and God laughs.
I read so many godly pleas for my soul to surrender to Him, and, in tears, I underlined them feverishly. I could feel Him calling me. But what happens when we don’t listen and respond?
