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CONNOR
I rented a camel and camping gear from a Bedouin guide. I didn’t understand what I was about to do, but that was, it seemed, part of the plan. I had to do this as a test of faith.
“Go to the summit and wait.”
“Wait…for what?”
“Your Father will tell you in his timing.”
“How long will I have to stay up there?” I asked.
“Your Father will tell you in his timing.”
“When can I see my wife and son?” I asked impatiently.
“In time.”
I was still struggling with this new reality. I had surrendered myself to God, but could I go through with it? Could I be the prophet I was supposedly created to be? Could I give up control of my life? All I wanted was to be a normal man with a normal life with my wife and child.
“There’s no turning back now,” I told myself.
I zipped up my jacket,
