Being a Missionary Kid

I grew up as a missionary kid. And I have heard and seen it all. I have seen MKs that do not consider themselves Americans. I have seen MKs that feel like strangers in a strange land years after their arrival. I have seen the obedient and well-adjusted and I have seen the rebellious.

I would like to say that I felt that God wanted me to be a missionary. Not when I grew up, but then and there. God knew who my folks were, and He knew who I was. If He had called them, then certainly he had called me.

Are you raising MKs? Let’s discuss it!

Rhonda