“Here I was, in a great country. I wasn’t starving like we were in the Philippines, I knew that I had God in my life, but I still felt that He had something more for me. With all of these thoughts running through my head, I decided to dismiss my class early and go home. On my drive home, I saw three kids tagging (spray painting) a wall.

As I witnessed this event, God showed me what those kids were feeling and how as a child, I had felt the same way; confused, hopeless, and empty. Those kids were searching, and asking the same questions I did when I was their age: Who am I? What is my purpose in life? Where am I going after I die?

When I got home that night, I went straight to my room, locked my door, picked up my Bible, and wept before God. While praying, I asked Him if there was anything I could do to help those kids. God reminded me of His Son and what He did for me on the cross, and that I needed to share this same message with those who have never heard it. That night, I felt God’s call on my life to share the Good News of Jesus Christ, to whomever and wherever He chooses to lead me. I realize now, that every hardship I have overcome was in preparation for God’s work.

My view of life and God’s plan for my life became very clear, and that night, my life changed dramatically. I finally knew why I was being haunted by those 3 questions, and why God took the time to show me that people are just like those three confused kids; looking for answers to those same 3 questions. The answer was clear. People need a personal relationship with Jesus Christ!