So how did I come up with the idea that going halfway around the world to tell people about Jesus would be a good idea for me? It might surprise you that it wasn't through fruit of some profound conviction that was the result of months of study and devotion. It might also surprise you that it wasn't some compelling call from God in an audible voice, commanding me to go forth and preach the gospel in a far off land.
The call of God for me to go into missions was more like an extension of passions that God rooted in my heart. Like I've mentioned before on here; I fantasized about smuggling bibles into China when I was in kindergarten, but I'm positive I didn't really know what that meant. That mostly came out of a sense of it being not fair that Christians in China had limited access to the bible.
So what was it about missions particularly that I seem to lean toward?
It might have started as just a meditation that people all over the world don't have in any sense of true peace, and worse; that the presence of the gospel in many of these places was either non-existent, utterly culturally illiterate, or extremely small. Ultimately, the God of the bible isn't getting the attention he deserves.
From there, it evolved into a biblical mandate. God has a people in every nation that have their names written in the Lamb's Book of Life from before the foundation of the world, and it's our pleasure to be the mean by which the gospel is delivered to them.
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