Jesus wanted me in Medina, Ohio

I don’t know why.

I didn’t want to be there.

But He wanted me there or I wouldn’t have spent seventeen hours there.

I talked to a lot of people, but none of them specifically about Him.

It’s one of those things I will find out later or never at all.

Lots of things in life are like that.

I can get upset about it or trust Him.

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