Washing Cars

Back in the mid-noughties, about 3 years after I’d become a Christian, I attended a Bible school for a year. It was a strangely fascinating and intense year. For anyone who has ever had to move to a different part of the country to attend a school, or indeed move to a different country altogether, you’ll know that it drags you out of all sorts of different comfort zones. In this instance, my wife, Kathi, and I also lived on-site with a few other students. On top of this, Kathi also worked as PA to one of the college directors. It was a pretty full-on year!

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