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I used to stress about tomorrow, next week, next month, even next year. If I didn’t have some idea where I would be next year, I felt lost and anxious. Now not only am I not sure what I’ll be doing next year, I’m not sure what continent I’ll be on and it doesn’t scare me anymore. So when my friends and family from the States ask how long I plan to stay in Africa and when I shrug and say I’m not sure, I laugh a little inside at their bemused expressions. I am where God has called me and I’m learning to lay my western watch on His altar and be content.