One of my greatest joys in California, maybe even life, has been being a part of collegiate ministry at California Baptist University. My first year at CBU, I got paid to literally hang out with and love on college students. My office was the coffee shop on campus, um… can’t get better than this?!
Best Job Ever.
Two things happened for me in the last 3 years. I fell in love with mentoring college students and I discovered a passion for mobilizing them to the nations. I have never felt so much joy and purpose in seeing students understand for the first time that God has a heart for the nations. It was beautiful to see the journey that God had for them as they struggled through their questions of how, their fear, their desire for significance, and mostly their faith as they walked in obedience to places on the planet that they never thought possible.
I have had the joy of mobilizing these who are my heroes of the faith...
Ryan to Suriname for two years.
Brie to Belgium for two years
Katelyn to East Asia for a year.
Charlie and Corrie to the Kingdom for a couple of years.
Kimberlee to Southeast Asia for two years.
I was able to be a part of ruining students for the ordinary by leading them to the ends of the earth and watching God wreck their lives for the least of these and for the nations. I have a community of college students through ISP, like Brian, that God stewarded to me for a season to be a part of them getting a bigger picture of his purpose and heart for His Church, the global church.
Tonight, I had the joy of talking to Kimberlee on Skype., and my inspiration for this post. She is living out the gospel daily through humidity, language barriers, open markets, the oppression of Islam, and homesickness. She is rocking it. And I am honored to know her and to be a part of her story. And I am honestly just proud of her and others that were brave enough to take that step of obedience and step of faith. They are my heroes and the students that to this day that fuel my passion.
So as I write this, I am infinitely thankful to God, that back in 2005, He loved me enough to yank me out of Texas and sent me to India, even when people thought I was crazy. Especially because there aren’t too many post-college white girls serving in the slums of Delhi. Not sure why he chose me to yank, but He saw something in me, mostly a heart for obedience I guess. Sometimes that is all it takes. Thankful today because that step of obedience has allowed for the gospel to go to places such as Suriname, Saudi Arabia, China, India, Indonesia, China, Belgium, and now Houston. One small step of obedience is powerful, don’t underestimate God’s ability to use you.







