For as long as I can remember, I have always been drawn to international missions, but whenever I imagined foreign evangelism, I assumed a traditional ministry mindset. Whatever that means.
I grew up as a church staff kid, where my parents tirelessly served behind the scenes, and yet there I was, seemingly daydreaming about going across seas whenever a missionary came and talked about their foreign ministry. The passion was like a well-lit flame under my behind, and I knew being a missionary was my life’s calling. However, I am reminded to answer the question; “how do you know for sure?”
Other than my faith and passion, there’s a story: my first mission trip in 2010 to Denver, Colorado. While in Denver, the next day after my team and I arrived, we went to help out at a local food pantry. Two guys asked to pray and anoint me and one other of the team members. To this day, I see it as God’s anointing me for the rest of my life in ministry. Even when I have tender moments of doubt, God affirms me through scripture, and somehow even others around me remind me, God has big plans.
I have no reason to be concerned about my life’s purpose.
Since ministry is a big part of who I am, I have come along my parents to serve. The first time I remember serving was in a Portable Church in Birmingham, Michigan with my dad where we would set up and tear down with a team. The younger me would probably tell you how much fun it was to roll around on the small wooden platforms for the chairs, but since then, I have grown up some. In my last two years of high school before moving away, I also served in a portable church in Rio Rancho, New Mexico, in addition to children’s ministry and tech team. There is also a miscellaneous year of Christian camp ministry thrown in there too. I’m not sure where that fits in.
Then amidst my plans to be a missionary, and to transfer to Moody Bible Institute, Chicago this Fall to study Discipleship and Evangelism is God’s 2:00 am plan.
God’s 2:00 am plan is to study pre-counseling at Moody, Chicago and work with refugees in camps across the world. Come to think about it, there’s more sense to it than I imagined. Especially, since the crisis is not getting any better any time soon. It is not a bad road to go down, plus, I do not mind the traveling part. Now just to get my acceptance letter… However, as I have processed this over the past few days I realized how I can relate to refugees. I may not have had to flee to a refugee camp for safety because my home country is unsafe, but I understand what it is like to feel like not having a home. After all, in the past 20 years of my life, I have lived in four states and moved nine times. Okay, so it is nationally in the United States, and I hated moving at first, what’s your point?
I wonder, is this a change of plans, or a revelation of God’s plan for me all along. I do not know, but what I do know is that it is a bad answer to a good question. But here are three reasons why I would not do anything else, except ministry with my life.
- I will not live the lie of the American Dream. I do not care about money, prosperity, and fame. Not the life for me
- God is better. His kingdom is eternal and I won’t invest in anything less than worthy of His kingdom. Earth is not my home. Why get comfortable here anyway?
- I have no plan B. I am not joking. If the world goes to hell in a hand basket and if can’t return to the states, or if I am in the states and the world is unsafe, it is my job to proclaim the Gospel until I am burnt at the stake, or shot, or die of something else
“The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor.He has sent me to proclaim liberty to the captives and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty those who are oppressed, to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”Luke 4:18-19