| Thirty-seven years ago I begged God for a sure sign that I was called to the ministry, but that sign had never materialized. I loved the ministry, and never regretted my choice of vocation, but I worked with a recurring doubt in my head: Am I truly intended and called for this work? Then, during the last weeks before my retirement, I was granted a sign—the purest, most profound sign I've ever experienced. |
© Lammeyer
