So where did my calling for missions come from?
The answer put in complex but simple terms… JESUS
This man who paid EVERYTHING, so that I might have EVERYTHING!!! 
By the way not my exact idea of Jesus’ appearance but I do think he gets HYPE about some SERVICE!!!! Jesus Party =]
Call it a sunday school pat answer but I’ll explain it with my whole heart..
Missions have always been on the forefront of my mind and any study of the Bible leads everyone into a mission field of God’s calling… Matthew 28:19 tells us to “GO and make disciples of all nations”. Not even a year ago I could have read that and said, “Alright I hear you God, but really you’re not talking about really selling everything and really GOing into the world!” Honestly right now as I sit here typing this, I cannot imagine not taking the words literally. The world is in need of a HOPE that only Jesus Christ can provide! Why should we not be taking that seriously and GOing.
So how did I get to where I am now?
I’m not calling it an easy decision by any means, but life is meant to be lived and not just in a worldly way but in a manner that will give God all the GLORY… That is what I intend to do! I know I am going to be wrecked beyond imagination and that God is going to do amazing things in the lives that are going to be touched by this trip! I just had a conversation with a friend about how we imagine God being only as big as what we are seeking, whether it is the World Race, work, being a student, friend, son, daughter or whatever else you care to [insert] here. That’s just the thing, I don’t want to fit God into this picture book fairy tale box that I have always imagined from since I was a little dude! And even so, I continue to put God in that box… But HE is so much bigger then anything and everything and if His plan is for me to go show or tell everyone about His MAJESTY, HOPE and GLORY then by God (I can actually use that cliche here hah) I am going to do it and I will do it with the best of my ability and with all the enthusiasm and energy that I can muster along the way…
Not too long ago I was working at camp but it is the off season and nobody was remotely close to the cabin in which I was staying. About 3 a.m. I jolted awake to a knock at the door, not a little rat a tat tat but a KNOCK!! Needless to say I was up and even though I am constantly watching horror movies my first thought is “Jesus is coming back”… So I’m out on the porch like an idiot looking around corners SCARED to death… Why I have no idea, but I got back in and got on facebook to see if someone was awake that I could talk to! First thing on my newsfeed was a video someone from the January 2011 squad had posted from Thailand.. So I am laying there thinking, alright attention grabber, check! Still scared witless I start reading Radical by David Platt and then the story of Samuel comes creeping in my brain! Needless to say, I think you can see where this is GOing! I always said I wanted a burning bush or a whale to swallow me but the truth is I was just stubborn to see I was sitting in the belly of the whale with a burning bush lighting the way out!
Randomly somehow, I ended up with a minor in Classical Greek and lately I’ve had this greek word stuck in my head and it continues to give me faith and courage to pursue such an amazing opportunity as the World Race or even better, God’s Plan.. That word is doulos and it was the word that Paul used to describe himself meaning servant or slave. This word reminds me of who I want to be, I want to be a servant of Jesus and I want to not take his word and teaching as an allegory but I want to live it out! So I am back and in October I am GOing and my hope is to learn more about myself and more about God’s plan in my life, but most of all i want to be a doulos of Christ Jesus and show people there is HOPE and a greater purpose!
