I was saved at a young age, though I don’t remember the exact date. At five years old, I knelt at home and asked Jesus to forgive my sins and save me. I was so excited that I ran through the house, startling my mom, who thought the house was on fire! At sixteen, I struggled with doubts about my salvation but found assurance while at teen camp, realizing it wasn’t about what I had done but about Christ’s finished work on the cross. I trusted Him alone for salvation by grace through faith. In 2017, the Lord called me to preach, and I surrendered my life fully to Him, not knowing where He would lead. In early 2019, while working with the Atlanta Fire Department, the Lord began to burden my heart for missions. Whenever I preached or taught, especially through Romans 10, I couldn’t escape the conviction that more needed to be done to reach those “without a preacher.” For three months, I prayed privately about this growing call. When I finally mentioned it to Holly, she quickly shot the idea down. However, she later told me that she had been wrestling with the same burden for months. Together, we prayed for wisdom, and God consistently confirmed His call for our family.