Once A Sender, Forever A Sender
March 2006 is quickly approaching, and that means March Madness, also known as the month of missions. Campus ministries started some of their fundraising events and our english college ministry is beginning to prepare for summer missions to Kenya, Africa.
I am in my last year in college and I have yet to go off-shore to another country. Few brothers and sisters have asked, “Are you going to summer missions?” My response is “No, I can’t go this summer.” I usually get the same response, “How come you aren’t going to summer missions?”
Ever since I’ve joined campus ministry during my second year in college, my spiritual walk and relationship with God and church involvement grew substantially, to the point where my life completely revolved around God. I was raised under a christian home all my life and I had always been joyful because I lived inside a bubble which I was completely satisfied. The bubble popped (a whole new topic, next time) during my senior year and I still find myself rejoicing because of my christian walk.
However, as summer approached, I was on my knees before I went to bed, begging God to send me to missions. As earnestly as I can, I prayed. Three years have passed and I have yet to go.
I always envied those that went to summer missions. I felt so left out during my young years in college because all campus ministries, whether it be KCCC, KCM, CCC, and churches, all college christians ever talked about was how excited they are to go to their assigned country. I listened to their excitement and have encouraged each and every mission trainee to do well and have an awesome experience. But deep down, I was bitter because I wanted to partake in such experience with them. I never understood why my prayers were not answered but I can see why now….
God is challenging me. God needs me as a sender. Because of the circumstance of which I am in, I have accepted to become a sender. I am going to donate and help out those that are in need of financial support. It doesn’t matter if I don’t even have enough money saved up for myself, I want to help those that are in need with contentment.
It isn’t finance. It isn’t because of my spiritual level (funny how someone asked if it was that), whatever that means. It isn’t because I’m scared. It isn’t because I want to go to summer school and graduate early.
I know one thing for sure. Without hesitation, I will go. I’ve been ready for the past four years. Thank you Lord.