In this two part series we hear from various people who have learnt the value of perseverance and committing to a vision bigger than themselves.
I've always known that I was adopted, right from as long as I can remember. I came into a family where there was already three children, three natural children to my parents.
For me growing up, I actually thought my family was good. But I think little did I know. My parents and I, my two older sisters we moved around quite a bit.
Over 20 years ago in 1993 3rd of October about 9 oclock in the morning, I was riding the back country roads between Cambridge and Hamilton. About 9.13am I got hit by a truck when I was cycling.
Ever since I was 3, I felt called to go on the mission field. I didnt necessarily know where but I really wanted to go help in africa.