The Body at Work
Jan 19, 2010
I thought that when I decided to come to Kilgore College, It was because I had basically thrown a dart at a map on the wall. I left home thinking that I would probably end up never going to church and that I would become friends with whoever was willing to befriend me. However, as soon as my parents had me all moved in to my dorm room they walked me over to the BSM on campus and had me meet the director, Shelly. As the semester moved on, I spent most of my free time at the BSM which is where I met the majority of the people in my life. One Wednesday in October, Shelly asked 2 of my friends and me if we would go to a Bible study at a coffee shop with her. Carelessly we agreed and that night all three of us began an incredible journey that has changed our lives completely.
From the moment I walked into Mugshots I felt accepted and comfortable, but the two nonbelievers at my side were not as prepared as I was. Neither of my friends had grown up in church or gone on a regular basis. Needless to say, my search for a home church had ended right where it had started. Mobberly was perfect for me. I continued to go on Sundays and Wednesday nights. When it was time for the fall retreat, Sullie and I bravely signed up. It was amazing. We made new friends and had a blast, and at the end of the weekend we celebrated in Sullie’s decision to accept Jesus as her Lord and Savior. I knew from that point on that God was using me for something incredible in Kilgore, Texas.
After the fall retreat I began spending as much time as I could with the people from Mobberly and going to church every opportunity I had. I grew in my faith and my relationship with God was stronger than I could have ever imagined. That’s when Shelly asked me if I would be willing to share my testimony at a revival event for a local church. I immediately said yes, and after thinking about it I started to think that I didn’t have anything worth saying. So I put together the best and worst parts of my life and wrote out my “mediocre” testimony. But God doesn’t give his children mediocre words. That night I gave my testimony, holding back tears all the way through it. My friends were there to support me and hear the story I had never told them before. Through my words God spoke to Sara’s heart and the next day we celebrated in her decision to follow Christ as well.
By the end of last semester, I was re-baptized, and both Sara and Sullie were baptized. It was obvious that God was working through me here, but the week before semester tests I realized that financially I couldn’t afford to stay in Texas anymore. I frantically packed the things I needed and got rid of the things I knew I could live without. I had all of my possessions in two Rubbermaid containers ready to be shipped back to Montana, when God rocked my World. Missy and Jeff Bailey offered to let me live in their home. I still stand amazed at the power of our Father and his way of answering prayers that I was too busy to even say.
Coming back this semester, my life has changed in so many ways. I know that God will take care of my needs. I thank God for his overflowing love for me. That he would deem me worthy of the blessings I have experienced over the past 6 months. Because of his servant’s compassion and obedience, living through the image of Christ, I am able to be here serving for his kingdom.
