It was high school camp. It was the summer of 1999. Phillip Gore was the chapel speaker and had challenged the 80 or 90 10th -12th grade students to take up the call. God had sent them as Christians to tell the world about Jesus.
Let me back up about 17 years. In a little apartment in Lawrence, Indiana, a suburb of Indianapolis, a 24-year-old father took his infant son and held him up to God and asked God to make him a missionary like the apostle Paul, who would go into other parts of the world and tell them about Jesus.
His father always kept that in mind and would repeat the prayer and encourage his son. He didn’t try to force him to be a missionary, but he encouraged him to consider it.
The boy had been struggling with the decision. When Phil challenged the campers that evening, the young man’s struggle was intensified and while the invitation was being offered, he asked God to show him, some way if he was sending him into the world as a missionary.
At that moment, they came to the end of a verse and the chorus and Phil began challenging them again. Don’t know what he said, but it was what the young man needed to hear and he didn’t hesitate a moment, he stepped out and publicly declared that he would be a missionary for God.
It was a special moment for his uncle and his father. His uncle was the dean for that week of camp and his father was one of the faculty.
He knew even then, what country he would be going too. He made the commitment and after he graduated from high school in 2000, he went to Bible college ( http://www.cccb.edu/ ) and prepared to be a cross-cultural evangelist, or what is more commonly known as a missionary.
He is highly focused on the work God has prepared him for, working hard and working smart, within God’s will and always seeking God’s wisdom.
And his father couldn’t be happier. And I am.