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Ethan and I spent ten minutes looking for an empty table. We should have known better. It was lunch time and we were
trying to meet in the main student union at Boston University (population 30,000). I like the crush of humanity.
In the fall of 2009 Celestine entered college as a Christian she had never really experienced community, acceptance, and
friendship with other believers. Celestine is an amazingly talented girl, who grew up in an African American community on
the outskirts of New York City she has had her eye on being a "Broadway" star since a very young age. Celestine spent her
first fall at BU a little bewildered at how to connect her faith with her daily life.
"Over the last two years, I've had the awesome experience of leading my roommates to Christ," Lauren told me when I met
her a year ago. She told me about her spiritual journey and her heart for others. God was so clearly at work in her life -
using her to bring her friends to know Jesus. God was also working under the surface and we spent much of the fall
semester last year watching as the Lord began to unravel big questions that Lauren had deep in her heart about the Grace
of God.
The Guy in the filmstrip below is Joe. He's about to eat a three pound hamburger with a dozen slices of cheese and two
pounds of fries. And while eating that much food in one sitting is never a good idea, we think that growing our ministry
around guys like Joe certainly is a good idea.
I had to shake Nick's left hand when I met him because his right hand was all bandaged up. "What'd you do to your hand?"
"I punched a sign." I wasn't sure I wanted to know the answer, but I still asked: "Why?" "Well, I was out at a bar Saturday
night and a guy made me really mad. Rather than hit him, I left. And so I hit a sign. And broke a couple bones in my hand."
Better the hospital than prison, I guess.
I pushed two overflowing shopping charts of plastic hangers into the checkout stand at Target. The clerk looked at me as if I was
crazy and asked, "What are you going to do with all of these?" "Well, I'm going to give them away to incoming students at
Simmons College with information about a student group that helps students on their spiritual journey towards Jesus."
"That's Cool!" A few days later, after giving away 120 bundles of hangers and meeting lots of students, I took a break to
thank God for the 60 student who wanted to hear more about Jesus. I was amazed; Simmons is a very small women's
college that traditionally has shown low interest in Jesus.
Anyone know who's supposed to be cooking dinner tonight? "
"I think it's supposed to be Shannon, but I think she's still out sharing the gospel."
I was in charge of assigning cooks during our two week missions project, Echo, and this was
the third time I scheduled Shannon to be one of the cooks for a dinner that immediately followed
an outreach. "I won't do that again." I made a mental note: Never assign cooking duties
to the girl who's just discovered how much fun it can be to share Christ with others.
You might never eat. Shannon came back a half hour into dinner, having led a guy named Alex to Christ.
Amanda and I (Brian) sat down on a park bench in Boston Common next to Arlette.
"We're interested in hearing about your spiritual journey. Would you like to share
with us for a few minutes?" we asked. "Sure. I'd be happy to," Arlette replied.
She shared with us that she grew up going to a Catholic church in Mexico when
she was young, but that now she was really into the power of positive thinking
and things like that. She was here in America to take classes at Harvard for the summer.
After she shared for a few minutes, she asked, "What about you guys? What do you believe?"
Imagine a banquet room full of over 150 professionals from all over New England
staring at two college girls. As I (Malisa) watched them walk up on stage,
my stomach started to turn like an older sister waiting for her little sister
to walk down the wedding aisle. Liza and Emma were about to tell their stories a
bout how God has grabbed their hearts over the last few years. Liza is graduating
from college next week and has postponed law school for a year so that she can
intern with Campus Crusade. Though she came from an atheistic home, she accepted
Christ as a freshman at BU and is now a woman whose life is captured by the
grace of the Gospel. Liza invited her co-worker Emma to her freshmen bible
study I helped lead this fall. From the moment I met her, I could tell that
Emma had a story that she was afraid to share.
A crowd gathered around the bulletin board. They started reading postcards written by other
students: "I am so aware of wrists ever since it happened," with a picture of a girl in a
gown, red ink slashes across her wrists. "The more I think about it, the more I
realize I never really loved him at all...and I'm OK with that." "I wish I had the courage to ask her out."
In two hours, Malisa and I will be hopping on a
plane to take this group of students to Panama City Beach, Florida.
They'll spend the week learning how to join others on their spiritual
journeys and point them toward Jesus. Many of them are students you've
been praying for this year-some who just began relationships with Jesus themselves.
As Laura laughs, everyone around her laughs. As Laura smiles, girls are drawn to her
tender heart and strong personality. When Laura enters the room, life, joy, and peace
seem to flow out of her. I would call that a surrendered heart. I would say that she is
spilling out the heart of Jesus onto others. Laura is a remarkable student I get to mentor
who has decided to let Jesus be the center of her life. It hasn't always been that way.
We want every student to hear the gospel
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