Gladys Aylward's thoughts...
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Have you ever tried to do something then hear the words, don't bother, you can't do that? I have.
Have you tried to do something but then have something go wrong? I have.
Times like this a thought popped in my head: Why bother? It'd never work. I may as well quit.
I decided I wouldn't listen. I decided to finish doing what I need to do. I decided not to quit--ever.
Let me start from the beginning.
I must admit, I didn't do well in school. I finished elementary school, but that's all. My family didn't have a lot of money, just enough to feed my brother, sister, and I. Dad worked hard in the church; at least he had a job when others didn't. When I turned 14, I took my first job as a clerk in a store, then I took a position as a nanny, and finally I found work as a parlor maid.
I liked the parlor maid job the best. Each day I cleaned rich people's homes. I loved dusting their books in the library, and the other duties as well. I'd probably never live in a home like the one I cleaned, but I sure enjoyed working in them.
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I found the China Inland Mission in London and applied for missionary training. The classes met most of the day. I tried my best with each assignment and studied for the exams. At the end of the program, the school sent me a letter. I ripped it open excited to see if I'd been accepted as a missionary to China. Sadly, the letter said I was too old to learn the Chinese language and not qualified to be a missionary. Not qualified to be a missionary? What would I do now?
Since I needed money for food, I found work as a parlor maid, again. The work and the owners of the house were nice, but I couldn't help thinking about China. God wanted me to go. I needed to go. How could I get to China if the mission said they would not send me? I needed to find my own way to get to China.
I spent only what money I absolutely needed to live and saved the rest for my trip to China. The owners of the home thought I was crazy for wanting to go to China by myself, but they gave me extra work whenever they could.
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I wrote her right away and asked if I could come help. Jeannie wrote back: "Yes." She didn't care that I didn't have high grades, or that the mission said I wasn't qualified. She only said I'd needed to pay for my ticket to China. Most missionaries traveled by ship to get from England to places like Africa or India. It would take years to buy passage on a ship. This would be expensive.
I couldn't give up. Not now!
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When you know God wants you to do something, never stop trying.
Next week I'll tell you about my wild train trip to China.