I’m sitting on my bed in my dormroom the early hours of this morning thinking about the presence of God. I’m graduating soon and topmost on my mind is finding a new christian community. As much as I know that the presence of God is with me wherever I go, I cannot underestimate the importance of a committed, anointed church congregation.
I’d prefer a smaller church where I can be fed directly from God through His servant without too much church politics and protocol. I was speaking about this with a friend of mine last night and sharing how the most important thing for me after graduation is my new church home and second is launching a career at a place that I’d be driven and motivated.
I’ve been feeling an especially heavy burden to serve through church, through my work, my blog, and in everything that I do. Serving God is one of those christian cliches that get thrown around a lot. But I earnestly pray that each of us has the opportunity to really labor for Jesus. I don’t mean this in the context of the missions field only, but within our various communities.
Growing up, the biggest joy in my life was found in the House of God. I had a loving family and a wonderful home, but I found incomparable solace in the house of God. Since I started catechism classes at 8, I have remained close to the house of God. I served as an altar server in my local church and continued in secondary school, until I eventually served as chapel prefect.
I remember one night vividly, praying at mass that I would be appointed Chapel Prefect. As much as I knew that my ability to serve God wouldn’t exactly be dictated by my position, I still wanted to serve God in that very specific capacity. That evening during mass, I challenged the Lord. I asked Him to entrust the spiritual lives of His children to my care, in my small capacity as chapel prefect. I promised not to let Him down. It wasn’t about the perks of being a student leader or of having some measure of power over my peers, although that was nice. I really just wanted the opportunity to lead prayer and prepare for important spiritual ceremonies in school.
The Lord granted my desire and above being a prefect, I felt immensely honored to be chapel prefect. In fact, I lost my prefect badge (which was the physically indication of your student leadership position) about a month after I got it, mostly because of my own carelessness, but also because it meant little compared to the service that I was rendering to God.
Of course there’s a lot that I’d do differently, six years on, but I know for sure that I was completely passionate about my position (even to the detriment of my school work lol). I gave it my everything and till date, I do not regret that one bit.
After secondary school, I served as a student leader in my A’Levels christian community. At school, the Lord used friends to build my faith, the closest of whom was my friend Priscilla. This is why I remain indebted to God for Priscilla’s friendship. She taught me how to live out my faith when I didn’t have the support systems that I had in my catholic boarding school.
Now at college, I’ve been an active member of our college campus fellowship and it’s been a place of solace and succor. It’s been a place where we’ve encountered God and grown tremendously in our faith.
Basically, I’ve given you this entire backstory just so you’re convinced that I cannot imagine my life without a physical place where I can fully serve God. The few weeks where it’s happened over the past two summers haven’t been my greatest times with God. I’ve done things I regret and made decisions I wish I could correct. I certainly do not want that for my life.
A few months shy of my graduation, I find myself seeking a christian community where I can continue to grow. It’s great to livestream services from my computer in the comfort of my bedroom, but it’s even more special when I have people to interact with and grow with. I want God to teach me how to serve Him within a ministry as an adult. I want him to teach me what it means to be diligent, disciplined, and obedient to spiritual authority.
That’s my only prayer for my life after graduation.
I know that if I find a place where I can freely serve and seek God, everything else will fall in place.
Will you join me in prayer?
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