Part 1 (Sent: Tue, May 27, 2003 7:28 pm)

Well, now you have a brief history of my time in NZ. You are aware I'm going, but do you know the story of how I got to this point? What follows now is a series of 7 parts (not all at once) about how God called me to Argentina and how I know it was God. So sit back, relax and grab a coffee or something and then enjoy the read.

It all started sometime around 1989. I was deep in prayer in my room at the time, I don't even know what I was praying about, when I heard a voice like a strong thought that told me how one day I would go to the continents of South America, Asia, and Africa for God. I was surprised. I had never ever thought about travel before, except the standard overseas experience in Europe. This came quite unexpectedly, but was something very exciting to hear. At the time I was at university though, and didn't think I was at all ready to do anything like that anyway. So I kept this information in my heart, writing it down in my journal. Over the years that followed I all but forgot about it.