If god calls, or your mother does, be ready. Actually, you’ll be ready because your beliefs are fated and the voice said early, “This is your craft,” and every youth group ministry meeting you’re interviewed at, you start with, “It picks you,” and “You just know,” and “Calendar plots,” and Sarah says, “Fate,” and you say, “Yes,” and you’re a stage-floor second connection close to a marriage proposal as you’ll get and “Is she young enough” is a consideration, eventual concession, and century old vampires should want for elders not wives, but cliche prevails relationship-wise and 17 is a prime number. A missionary’s mission is never over.