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A Day in the Life... Issue VII // January 2024 Sometimes I can hardly believe this life is actually what I'm living. Anyone who heard my childhood plans from age 12 ("plans," because they were more than dreams to me, though many didn't believe it), knows that they actually came true, in a way. After reading an autobiography of a survivor of the Rwandan genocide, I decided that I was going to be a missionary. I childishly wanted to help people with what I had; I wanted to tell them that there is hope. There is hope in a God who loves them, grieved with them, and died and rose to save them eternally. I wanted to tell the people from both tribes that there was another Way. There was something other than hate and pain and darkness in this world. There is True Love in Jesus Christ. So I started to plan for my future life. And the childish dreams started to mature and take shape. When my mom asked me, "what are you planning to study for your major next year at univer...