When I was eighteen years old, I discerned the movement of God’s spirit in my life, calling me into the ministry. As I would later tell others, I was shocked at what I felt I sensed God saying to me—so much so that I told God that it was not a good idea and that God should take a day or two and think about this. Sure enough, to my astonishment and frustration, the following evening arrived and I felt God speaking into my spirit the same word as the previous night.