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The Unlikely Missionary (part 2)
One of the reasons I LOVED university was because I could re-invent myself. I didn’t have to be a pot smoking thief. I could be anyone I wanted. I could be myself.
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During my last year of college, I got the girl I was dating pregnant. It was at the end of the first semester and I had ELEVEN credits left to graduate.
We decided to keep our baby girl, drop out of school, get married, and make the best of it.
The “best of it” ended in divorce 5 years later with shared custody of our beautiful daughter.
WHO COULD LOVE ME NOW? I had some massive, DEEP scars.
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In 1996 I met the most beautiful girl in the world…at church. I know. Crazy. And she LOVED Jesus.
I somehow got her to marry me in 1998, scars and all. We’ve been together for 22 years.
Little did I know, my wife prayed for me for the first thirteen years of our marriage, “Lead my husband Lord. Show him how to be a man after Your own heart. Show him Your steadfast love.” THIRTEEN YEARS. Who DOES that? When you find someone willing to pray for you like that, marry them.
I’m confident in saying that at 32 years old I knew ABOUT Jesus but I didn’t KNOW Jesus.
So how do you get from THERE, to selling everything you own and uprooting your family to poverty-stricken Guatemala as a full time missionary?
Until tomorrow.
