The Desire to Know God

 When I was eight years old, I was preparing to be baptized.

That morning I knocked on my grandmother’s door and said, “Hurry up, Grandma. This is the most important day of my life.” 

Even at that young age, something inside me was searching for God. 

I didn’t fully understand what that meant at the time, but looking back I can see that the desire to know God and fulfill my destiny was already forming within me. 

It was as if something inside me already knew that my life had a purpose.