Last fall I attended the amazing leadership conference called Catalyst. It’s kind of like the Passion Conference for the old people. :) I went with my family and an awesome group of young adults, two of whom are Lee and Rachel Webb. My mom and dad informed me on the way to our first Catalyst session that they were praying about starting a church in Shelbyville, and immediately I was ecstatic. As soon as I saw them, I approached Rachel and said “I want to be a part of the church you all are starting! I want to sing with your church!” My campus minister Gene Parr said recently that “the time has come where if a man dedicates himself to the work of God and humbles himself to servanthood, there’s no “ifs” or “buts” about it, God is going to use him.” This world is in desperate need of true Christians who will accept the call to take the gospel to “Jerusalem, Judea, Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” Over the past year, Christ Community Church has boldly risen to this challenge, forsaking the comfortable life for one of intimate community, financial insecurity, and commitment to living out and sharing the AWESOME NEWS OF JESUS! This past summer, I’ve had the privilege of leading worship with my brother on Sunday mornings at our church. I’ve loved sitting in Rachel and Lee’s family room hearing the voices of 30 people raised up to God in adoration and expectation. It feels so much like what the new testament church would feel like. We’ve talked this summer about the urgency of the gospel and how to listen to others’ stories, share our story, and ultimately share God’s story. Sunday mornings at CCC aren’t a chance to tickle your ears with fluff and food, although we do have some of the best cooks in town. No, Sunday mornings have constantly called me back to my purpose and the center of God’s will.
It is not by accident that I have been a part of a church who’s giving is 50% to missions. It is not by accident that I have been a part of such a diverse group of people whom all love each other. It is not by accident that I have seen what it means to serve a community. God doesn’t bless us so we can hoard those blessings. He blesses us so that we can share it with the world, and what a beautiful gift that is. God has used my family at CCC to help prepare me for my own mission field right now, my Jerusalem, and that’s Morehead State University. There are approximately 8,000 people on my campus and I’m guessing about 1/4 are proclaiming their salvation in Christ. This is not pleasing to God. This breaks God’s heart and for quite some time now, I’ve been praying the bridge of the song Hosanna, “break my heart for what breaks yours, everything I am for your kingdoms cause.” This summer I’ve been a part of a beautiful Christian community and on the other hand, I go back to school and I see a broken community. Students are drowning in the things of this world in an attempt to satisfy their loneliness and pain, when I hold the key. I hold the message of salvation in my mouth and heart and it is my DUTY, no my PRIVILEGE to show them Jesus. I don’t know exactly what this semester holds, but I know that I’m going into it with a humble and ready heart to GO and TELL my campus. I ask that you’d pray for me and for all of the people in our church in their own specific niche’s that the Holy Spirit would come upon us, fill us with the patience to listen, the words to speak, and the wisdom of what to do. May God bless you and use you to do amazing things for His kingdom!