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Becoming the Perfect Volunteer
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hen I was a child, I loved hearing mission stories during Sabbath School. I’d listen intently with a faraway look in my eyes, dreaming of going to some remote place to preach the gospel or heal the sick. I’d learn an exotic language, eat unfamiliar fruit, and dress like the local people. To me, this was the model of a perfect volunteer missionary. But my life took a very different direction. I studied to become a physical therapist at River Plate University in Argentina, and after I graduated, I still felt a desire to help those in need. But could I serve as a volunteer without being a pastor or doctor or nurse? Was there a need for someone with my particular training? It was at this point in my life that I really felt the hand of God leading me, for He not only
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guided every event that led to my becoming a volunteer, He guided my thinking as well. He had to teach me that my model of a perfect volunteer wasn’t what He had in mind for me. He helped me discover that a volunteer can be a secretary, a chemist, an architect, a graphic designer, and even a physical therapy teacher!
