God, please make me perfect: The unanswered prayer of a missionary kid

Okay fine. I never actually prayed those exact words. But boy did I pray for perfection. I prayed for perfection without realizing it or naming it. I felt this heavy burden, this sinister desire to be perfect. A perfect missionary kid for my parents, for my family’s support churches, for the mission, for people aroundContinue reading “God, please make me perfect: The unanswered prayer of a missionary kid”