I am spending my old age in exile, far away from my native country, banished from my church I loved so dearly, my school, and my city—where I was able to accomplish a few things by God’s grace—separated from my beloved friends and brethren: all of this in order to live now in a country that may be kind a gracious to me, but whose language I do not know, whose food I cannot get used to, whose way of life is unfamiliar—and finally, a country in which I see no clear perspective of achieving something for the Lord through my efforts.