I used to walk the streets and sidewalks of the campus at night and cry out to God, asking him to raise up men and women who would join me as a team to go to those who had never heard. Exactly where, though, I didn’t know. I had spent a summer in Korea and knew that I didn’t want to go back. The Korean people were wonderful, but I saw there were plenty of churches there already. My ambition was not just to go overseas, but to go to the end of the log where I was truly needed.