I had already resigned from a job that I loved as a secretary in the Office of the President, at Cleveland State University, on the 12th floor of Rhodes Tower. My office had a magnificent view of the city, and the position I had once held allowed me to meet some of the most interesting people like the mayor of the city, congressmen, senators, and CEOs. Years before I had obtained the position, I had made up my mind to go to Chicago, attend Moody Bible Institute, study the Bible and communications, and become a Christian radio talk show host. Now the day of reckoning had arrived, and despite the fear I now felt, I knew I had to pull myself together, pack my five suitcases, and catch the Greyhound bus. The only problem was that I couldn't bring myself to do it.
