To think I’d considered resigning, quitting, taking a step back from my work… Well, any thought of that burned away in that fire. I had to ask myself why I’d been at a tea party in that square on that day, on that hour. Why had God put me there in that very spot to bear witness? There could be only one answer. God had called me to do something about these injustices. And I would answer that call or die trying.
