I visited Yale University, perhaps the most beautiful college campus in America. Most of the architecture is a reproduced Oxford University, and I went back in time to when I did a summer program at Oxford, and one of my short-lived dreams was to get a masters and doctorate at Cambridge, then teach at a prestigious university like this one. It was short-lived because I had an even-more presumptuous dream of becoming a writer whom these professors taught about. Yeah, right, Lundell. God got me and spared me from my ding-a-ling ego. Eventually, I felt God’s calling to fully commit myself…