14 or 15. I don’t really remember exactly how old I was, time is a bit
funny with me. Regardless, I was led to Jesus by some wonderful
friends of mine who showed me Christ’s love by treating me like a
brother. Shortly after accepting Christ, my passion for God burned
like a gasoline fire. My faith was hard to not notice, but like a
gasoline fire, it quickly burnt out because I didn’t provide my faith
with what it needed to keep burning and grow. A couple of years before
my faith bit the dust so to speak, I was asked by my youth pastor if I
was willing to go on a mission trip with the youth group through AIM to
Matamoros, Mexico. Mission work didn’t seem like my cup of tea,
especially being as young as I was, but for some reason I felt
compelled to go and it was an amazing experience and as a result went
the next year to Montego Bay, Jamaica. I learned a good many things on
those trips, but one thing I didn’t learn is to love others more than
myself.
live my life without God because there were things in my life I didn’t
want to surrender. I wanted to be in control of my self centered life
and I would fight tooth and nail to get what I wanted. All this time
though I still went through all the usual motions though of going to
bible study, going to church, and such but my heart wasn’t in it. Of
course trying to live without God, when I had at one time relied upon
Him so deeply, didn’t work out and bothered me on a daily basis. My
life slowly started to fall apart and as a result, I was growing up to
be a man I didn’t want to be.
needed to change. My priorities were out of line and I was the
complete and total focus of everything I did. I didn’t know what the
change that I needed so desperately was though. God quickly showed me
one day when I had made a sarcastic remark about moving to Africa,
rather than the usual Canada or Mexico. Instead of the customary “Oh
and that would solve all your problems!” response, I received a
response of people worried about my safety and curious to know why I
was leaving and when. I would have never considered myself a person
who would ever want to go to Africa but people around me could see me
just randomly leaving and packing up to move there.
something behind Africa. So I got on the internet and started
searching for humanitarian aid in Africa and stumbled across AIM’s
First Year Missionary program. It was the perfect match of what I was
looking for and after seeing it, knew that this is where God wanted me
to go. This was something huge though and I wanted to carefully
consider it and so the following weeks I slowly turned back to God, the
only one who could give me the strength and guide me to be the man that
I want to be, a man after God’s heart. It’s still slow progress, but I
know that this is where God has called me.
a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a
fragrant offering and sacrifice to God… Be very careful, then, how
you live– not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every
opportunity, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be foolish,
but understand what the Lord’s will is.”
“What good is it, my brothers, if a man claims to have faith, but has
no deeds? Can such faith save him? Suppose a brother or sister is
without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to him, ‘Go, I wish
you well; keep warm and well fed,’ but does nothing about his physical
needs, what good is it? In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not
accompanied by action, is dead.”
– James 1:22