Having survived three years of being divorced, I returned to itinerate in the States, to introduce myself to pastors and churches as a missionary, asking for their donations. Most missionaries spend two years raising support before leaving for the field. I had raced to the field, unsupplied, thereby learning difficult but character-forming lessons. But now I was ready to face the challenge, to stand up and say who I am, what I am doing, and what I want.
My daughter and new son-in-law, Jordan, owned an old Lincoln which they loaned to me. The radiator leaked water, the motor leaked oil, the gas tank gulped gallons, only the driver’s door worked, and the electric windows remained down if allowed to go there. But I treasured that little old lady Lincoln.
Dan called the night before I started on my round-the-country “Getting to Know You” tour. “The Lord has been dealing with me to loan you my car for your trip.”
“You mean the Mitsubishi?”
Writing has been in my blood, so to speak, but when I surren-dered my life to Jesus Christ and He told me to write, all my trepidations rolled away and I began in earnest! After all, if God Almighty says it was His idea that I be a writer, who am I to stand in His way? My hope is that you not only like what I write, but that your life is moved by it, and that your party to Jesus and with Jesus turns your life into days of Heaven on Earth.