Home is Behind, the World Ahead

This goes WAY back to my college days. During that time, “The Voice of the Martyrs” magazine publication really grabbed my attention. As I read about them, talked about them, and prayed for them, I found myself thinking sometimes, “These people really know what it means to love and follow God. They have nothing to lose but their lives, and they don’t care. I wish I could meet these people! They really hunger and thirst for God.” 

Well fast forward to my senior year. I don’t know of a “calling” God has put on my life. Of course, everyone and his brother is talking about what they want to do with their life, and I’m avoiding it like the plague. I have no idea what I want to do. All I know is that I love studying Biology and really enjoyed collecting caddisflies for my senior thesis last summer. God wasn’t going to drop the answer out of the sky with a chorus of angels. I figured I’d teach like most Hillsdale grads did or do something science related. I honestly had no idea. I thought it’d be cool, one day, to travel the world and simply meet the persecuted Christians, but that seemed more like an unrealistic day-dream.

January 2013. I’m working with the youth at church, and I’m working full time for an oil manufacturer. I’m testing products, troubleshooting customer problems, and writing reports. It’s a pretty good gig.

Out of nowhere, I begin feeling very unsettled in my spirit.  It was as if God kept saying, “This chapter of your life is done. It’s time to go!”  I responded very excitedly saying, “Alright Lord! GREAT! Where are we going?” While taking time to see the Lord about it, I soon begin to realize it was time for this radical long-lost dream I had developed from VOM.