One More Failed Missionary

I’m a failed missionary.

I was convicted that I should go.

The Holy Spirit was moving.

My church sent me.

I packed up my bags just like I was leaving in a coffin.

I was so ready to die.

Unfortunately, more missionaries wind up wounded than dead.

I came home in a straitjacket instead of a coffin.

My family was appalled.

My church was confused.

The missionaries said, “These things happen.”

And two years later I can say, “These things happen.”

But they shouldn’t.

And to continue to send innocents into the incinerator is irresponsible.

Full stop.

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