In a world where:
Brokenness is rampant… Isolation is abundant… Lost vision is evident
I grew up in a home that didn’t know Jesus. Sure we went to church on Easter Sunday every couple of years, but the knowledge of God’s radical love for me was not heard or experienced until I was almost 20 years old. At that point I was broken—I was a mess! Everything you could imagine that brings death to a person I was engaged in.
To be honest, I had no hope. My vision for my life was fading fast. And unless Jesus did something radical in my life, I wasn’t going to last long.
Something powerful… Something that would change me forever… Something that would give me purpose
Like any young person, I wanted to join a mission—an adventure, a story—that would change the world forever. I didn’t want to be an isolated, broken person with little hope of the future any longer. I wanted to be part of something great.
My introduction to Jesus—and eventually my enrollment at Tabor—started that adventure. It was my first-class ticket to seeing darkness eradicated from this earth.
A place to be challenged and challenge others… A playground to discover my gifts…
Tabor was the only college that would accept me and I am so grateful they did. I found a place where Jesus’ presence was tangible. I found a place where I could ask questions, be challenged intellectually and fall more in love with God’s radical grace.
In many ways, I was, and have always been, “odd.” My personality is strong, my dreams are massive and my passions go beyond my abilities (which led me through difficult growing pains while at Tabor). But in the end, I couldn’t get away from the opportunity the Tabor College community provided me. I was able to lead ministries, share Christ’s good news with the lost, join my very first church community and more.
All of those experience led me to follow Jesus’ calling upon my life to become a church planter and author. For which I am eternally grateful for.