And then, from my heart, a sweet but commanding voice called, “Go to India.” Why India? I thought. It’s another world, so far away. I know so little about it. I had next to no money and little idea of what to expect, but I believed this was the voice of my Lord calling for me. At other times I had felt the presence of God, or felt guilt that I had behaved in ways to separate myself from God. But this was different. This was a silent voice that resonated from my heart. I was convinced that it wasn’t my voice or my mind. No, this was God, answering my prayers for direction.
