In school I am writing an essay in social studies about Liberia. I'm supposed to write about why or why not I would want to live there. I didn't really like this assignment to begin with because I had to make a decision in five minutes that in real life would take me days or weeks to decide. So I really didn't have time to ponder whether I would like to live in Liberia or not because I only had a class period or two to get my rough draft done. Then God made things (a lot) more interesting. I had chose to write my essay about why I wouldn't like to live in Liberia, just as I was about to type my rough draft that I had written on paper God told me to write about why I would want to live in Liberia. He told me that I could witness to people there and teach more people about Him. So I abandoned my rough draft and started typing my "final" draft about why I would like to live in Liberia. What God told me to do went against all my instincts as a writer. This essay is a HUGE part of my grade in that class. If God hadn't put those ideas in my head I never would have even thought about doing something like that, but I'm glad I did. God sure knows His stuff.
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