I've always loved Jesus, ever since I asked Him to enter my life at a very young age. I grew older, learned more, matured in my faith... But it wasn't until my semester at home that I became absolutely, positively sold out for Christ. I understood more about His freedom and acceptance than ever before. Those twists and those turns led me to this point, the one I'm at right now: on fire. I am yearning to share with everyone I know - and everyone I don't know. I want to spread the truth, the Gospel, the new life that I have uncovered. This is my heart.
Last Saturday, my pastor talked about how incredibly fruitful a college campus is, especially ours: The University of Illinois is home to over 40,000 students, traveling to Champaign-Urbana from more than 100 countries and almost every U.S. state. This is the only time in life when we will be surrounded by peers, divided up into houses, apartments and dorms. And then, somewhere in the midst of this sprawling campus, there are those of us equipped with a message of hope in Christ.
It is the single most important thing in life, and it must be shared.
His sermon hit me. I sat there and listened, my heart beating a million times a minute, as he challenged us to be bold. To meet new people, to pray for them, to tell them this crazy Good News.
I don't want this to be my mission for the spring semester.
I want it to be my mission for life.