When I was in grade school, I used to daydream during Mass about being a foreign missionary. I would go to Africa, live in a shack, and serve the poor in a remote desert area. I couldn’t wait until I was old enough to go serve the Lord overseas. A little bit of maturing helped me postpone this adventure until I had graduated from college. Then I was off—not to Africa, as it turned out, but to Japan.
After two years of teaching English conversation, I returned to the United States. While I hadn’t been the kind of missionary I once dreamed of being, I had helped support evangelization efforts. But I realized that two years wasn’t enough for me. I still wanted to serve God with my time. I did not feel called to religious life. But neither did the thought of a regular 9-to-5 job satisfy me. Eventually, I wrote and published a newsletter of Catholic apologetics as a side business. That too lasted a few years, until I was just too overwhelmed to continue.
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