Last month my pastor Benjamin Robinson gave a message in which he was
praying to the Lord to show him where to find a lot with parking space big enough to
accommodate our growing congregation. He cried out, “Lord show it to me, show it to me, show me where it is.” My desire was to apply what was taught that day,
and so I cried out to God myself saying, “Lord, show me what You want me to ask You
for! Show me what You want me to ask You for! Show me what it is! Show me what it
is that you want me to ask!” Three days later his wife, Pastor Sunhee Robinson began asking my fellow staff members and me some questions that opened up the next ten years of my life with
such clarity, precision, and promise:
“Where
do you see yourself in 10 years? How does being on staff here at Living Hope
get you to where you’re destined to go?” At first my answer was, “The Ikea building. In ten years, we’ll be
in the Ikea building.”
In ten years, WE’LL be in the Ikea building.
The question was, “Where will YOU be in ten years,” and I
answered with a response stating where the church will be in ten years. That
was my answer.
This goes to show how much I love my church, identify
with my church, and embody my church. I equated my future with my church’s
future, because I am my church! I came to faith in Jesus Christ in September of
2005, found Living Hope in December 2005, began serving in ministry in January
2006, and never looked back since. The first revelation I got when I received Jesus
Christ as my Lord and Savior was the fact that my life was not about me. In
fact, it never has been, and never will be. My life was bought back by the One
who created me. Something happened over 2,000 years ago that split time in two,
and changed history forever. Jesus hung on a cross with a crown of thorns upon
His head and nails on His hands and feet, with blood dripping from His body for
the sole purpose of redeeming me to my original created state; a human being in
relationship with my Creator, in relationship with my Father. Since then, I surrendered
myself to God, gave myself completely to the church, and immersed myself
faithfully in ministry (even turning down a job paying $50,000/yr) because of my
love and my trust in my newly discovered Savior, Jesus Christ. Accepting Jesus as my Lord and Savior was
the single-most crucial decision I ever made and ever will make in my life.
Accepting the position to serve my church full-time was the second-best
decision. I don’t regret it one bit. =)
With that being said, I then returned back to the
question: “Where do you see yourself in
ten years?” I watched and listened as my fellow co-workers shared their
dreams while our pastors affirmed them. To one: “Yeah, in ten years I see you having your own 501(c)3 and doing
conferences worldwide.”
To another: “Yeah,
in ten years I see you continuing your battle against human trafficking, but
with a codename and high security around you.” Still another: “Yeah, I could see you being successful in creative
arts and commanding the industry like Beyonce.”
“This is all I ever
wanted,” was what came out from one of my aforementioned friends. “Really?” I thought. “Wow. What have I always wanted?” As I began seeing my peers’ futures unfold
in my mind’s eye, I began to re-think the question, and re-contemplate my
answer.
To be quite honest, when I surrendered my life to Christ,
I stopped allowing myself to dream. I thought it was bad, actually. I thought that
if I was to serve God wholeheartedly, I had to die to my own passions and
desires. I thought that once I got saved, I had to completely empty myself of
anything other than God’s will and doing His work on earth as it is in heaven. In
a way, that’s true. Actually, it is true. What I didn’t understand until now is
that doing God’s will and God’s work doesn’t
necessarily mean working full-time in the church and eventually becoming a
pastor. God needs and uses people in
different places and in different sectors of the world, not just in the church.
I’ve been working at the church full-time for the past
two years, and have served the church for the past six years, and I’ve loved
every second of it. In fact, when I was a medical assistant in 2008, all I ever
wanted to go to was the house of God, and all I wanted to do was to make calls
to follow up with guests that have visited for the first time. At the time,
that’s all I wanted to do, and eventually I got the opportunity to do so. A
two-year opportunity to do so. The past two years have been a joy, but the next
two years are beckoning me toward a different environment.
In ten years, I don’t see myself being a pastor of a big
church, nor do I have a desire to go to bible college or seminary. Granted, I will go out of obedience if I knew for
sure that God called me to, but it has never been a burning desire in my heart
to do so. My passion was in something else; my dream has revolved around two
words: education reform. My lifelong desire has always been to
reform the education system. Ever since I learned about Abraham Lincoln and
how he taught himself after only three months of formal schooling, and became
not only president of the United States but one of the greatest presidents, I’ve
always been intrigued by what intrinsically motivates a student to learn, and
how best to accommodate that student with their particular learning style. I
love learning, but I hate school (yes, hate) because I don’t think that it
accurately measures one’s intelligence, nor does it thoroughly prepare a
student to succeed in the 21st century. I’ve always had a passion to reform it, but until now I didn’t think I
had permission to. Now, however,
I know I do.
So back to the question. Where do I see myself in ten
years? I’m thirty now, and in ten years I’ll be forty. In ten years, I would love to be the Head of the Department of
Education for California or if I were to dream even bigger, the nation. I’m
not really into titles, but if I were, that would be the title I would want. Regardless,
title or not, I just care that the work gets done.
This leaves me face to face with my future. The second
question was, “How does being on staff get you to where you’re destined to go?”
The answer is, it doesn’t. Two years ago, Pastor Benjamin invited me to be on
staff full-time. His exact words were: “You
have an inheritance here in this house.” I remembered hearing him and
smiling, but having no clue what he was talking about. My thoughts were: “Inheritance? He’s got a lump sum of money
he’s gonna give me? I don’t understand..” After two years of faithful
service, now thankfully, I do: I know my purpose, my identity, my nature, and
my mission. I know that I am a son of the King, as well as a son of this house.
I am submitted, I am covered, and I have the hearts of my spiritual parents, my
spiritual covering. Being on staff for two years and serving the
house for six has completely changed my life, sanctified my mind, developed my
skills, and shaped my character. It gave me a well to draw from, a resource to
tap into, and a family to grow with. It served as a cocoon for me to incubate
in, until it was time for me to be released. I’m so excited to say that that
time has come. That time is now.
After speaking with my pastors, I have been fully
released to pursue my dream of education reform. Not only are they fully
releasing me, but they are sending me with a mutual acknowledgement of the
dream in my heart and the call on my life. “You
are definitely called,” Pastor Sunhee decreed, “but we just don’t think you’re called to be a senior pastor of a
church one day. We think you’re called for something else.” I was and am in
full agreement. My home is Living Hope, but my calling is in the marketplace. I’m a son of this house, but by destiny isn’t
to stay in this house; my destiny is to give this house away to the world.
If my next ten years is to pursue education reform, then
the next few steps for me would be to go back to school and get my BA in either
Education or Public Administration, get a full-time job, move out to a place closer
to work/school, graduate in 2014, start a charter school and/or connect with
other schools, collaborate on reforming the system and/or somehow enter public
policy to get the job done. I’ve never had such clarity, and I’ve never been so
excited since I was saved in 2005. My dream has been returned to me, restored
in a purified form. I feel like I just graduated high school again. I just got
saved again. I’m like an immigrant who just stepped foot on American soil,
ready to explore what this country is about. 2012 is the year of destiny, the year of stewardship of
souls and finances. This year we will all be
stepping into our destinies. It is only March, and several people have already
embraced theirs. The ball is now in your court. Where will you be in ten years?
Are you ready to answer the call? Are you ready to begin? I am. The question
is, are you? =)
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