Christian missions has always been my mind since the first person in our family heard about Jesus from a missionary from the UK. My great-grandparents were very sincere Buddhists, but Buddha did not save their firstborn grandchild. Therefore, they started to look for a real god. After they heard the gospel from that British missionary, they witnessed many miracles and thus found that Jesus is the real God.
Before I got involved in missions, I always thought that I was not “qualified” or “called” to be a missionary. The title itself seemed daunting to me—as if I needed to give up everything I was doing and throw myself into unknown territory. I had no idea where to start.
Last year around this time, I was finishing up my third year of medical school. I was in a small town in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by endless fields of long grasses and open skies in every direction. My future felt just as empty and wide, yet to be filled in.
How might we worship God in our work? How might we challenge our siblings-in-Christ to do the same? How might we spark interest among our peers in learning about people groups who don’t know the good news of Jesus?
How might God use us and the skills he’s crafted in us to advance his kingdom?
“There are three stages to every great work of God; first it is impossible, then it is difficult, then it is done.”
– Hudson Taylor
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