Wow it is crazy to think that just over a month ago I was trying to figure out if I received my grant money from school or not. I had made plans that I would go to school, get married, and then when I graduate I would start my ministry. I mean it truly was a really well thought out plan.
This whole journey started in the summer of 2008 when I went to a camp with the middle school ministry at Fellowship. It was at this camp that I not only met the woman who would change my life, but I also received my call into the ministry. I was in my sophomore year of college, I was 19 and I was very messed up. But still God for some reason chose me. He chose me to be in some way a crucial part of his work.
When I came back from the camp I decided to continue volunteering in the middle school ministry and hope that God gives me some kind of sign to show exactly what kind of ministry I am supposed to be doing. I quickly found a place at Fellowship and started to really enjoy ministry. I was making new friends with the other leaders and I was even getting to know this really feisty girl named Logan.
Logan and I became quick friends. I would call her and she would call me we would text back and forth, we were becoming close, and I loved it. You see Logan was unlike any girl I had ever met she challenged me, she fought with me, she laughed at me, but most importantly she was Jesus to me. She defiantly wasn't perfect and she had a lot of growing to do herself, but I could see Jesus all over her. In fact it was in everything she did, I wanted nothing less than to be like her. For the first real time in my life I wanted people to see Jesus in me.
Now don't get me wrong, I wanted Jesus but this was the first time I wanted to change for Jesus. I wanted people to look at me and only see Christ. I wanted what Logan had; in fact I also really wanted Logan as well, but that wouldn't happen for a long time. My life started to change, I started seeking the Word of God. I started to listen to pastors preach the Gospel, I was for the first time growing. I couldn't get enough, I couldn't read enough or watch enough or even spend enough time at church. I was constantly using pastors for free lunches while wearing them out with questions or just my crappy situations. My life was a chaotic mess with what seemed like no end. I felt like a ship being thrown about in a storm, always on the verge of capsizing. During all this I had two birthdays a dozen cars, most of which belonged in a car crusher, no money, a couple of jobs, several major (school) changes, lots of injuries and this girl named Logan who was slowly becoming my best friend.
Oh man was I a mess, I was now 21, and I was tired. I was tired of being constantly thrown around by the world, I was tired of sucking at school and I was ready to be on my own. I moved into a pretty normal 80's style apartment with my best friend Chris. I dropped out of school and said I would never go back. I was now going to work and make some real money. I was going to get my life together and really make something of my self. I got my first real job out of college changing diapers on old people, I had made it to the big leagues, but in November of that year I ended up getting fired and had to start looking for my second launch into the real world.
November was a pretty influential month for me I was fired, I was invited to go to Haiti and film, I started a seasonal Job at Honey Baked Ham, and I realized I was in love with Logan.
OK so instead of talking about why I was fired or the traumatizing event of working at Honey Baked Ham. I am just going to focus on Haiti and Logan. First is Haiti, I was asked by a small evangelical organization if I would be willing to film a pastor training event they were having in Haiti. Of course I said yes, I love to travel and this was a once in a lifetime trip. I asked if Logan could come and somehow the stars aligned and they said yes. It was really a great trip I laughed constantly, spent every waking minute with Logan and did it all in a fun new place. Then it hit me one night, while in Haiti, I looked over at her and realized that I was in love, not in a gushy/puppy love, mainly because we had drawn very strong boundaries in our friendship, but in a weird I want to take care of you love. For the first time I understood what would make a man work a 1000 hours a week just to take care of his love. I understood why a man would cut off his arm for his love, and that scared me.
December was a hard month I worked non stop boxing and bagging hams for what seemed like every who in Whoville. I was exhausted wanting nothing more than to fall over and never get up. The next thing I know is that Christmas has Come and gone, new years blew by and I could not get my mind off of Logan. Then out of no where I get a call asking if I had seen the news, Haiti was just devastated by a 7.0 M earthquake. I turned on the news and next thing I know is my bags are packed and I am back down to Haiti. Oh Haiti was terrible, I honestly cant describe it to you fully all I can say is that I will never forget the sights and sounds or devastation and especially the smell of death.
That trip launched my short career as director/editor/videographer/producer. I was offered a job by that organization to make promotional videos for the ministry. I agreed it sounded great and honestly was a really fun and interesting job. I was able to travel a lot and I went back to Haiti a couple more times. But ultimately the job was not a good fit and found myself seeking something else.
I tried to sell cars. It really sucked.
I did a short stint at a dry-cleaner, started an internship at my church and then landed a job as the head gardener at a historic home. all the time thinking about that decision I made to never go back to school.
However not all was bad during that time, remember that girl Logan? Yeah we started dating in July of 2010, while I was coming to the end of my time at the small evangelical ministry. Honestly as I am writing about the crap that happened I cant believe she stayed with me. I mean who wants to be with a guy who leave a steady job to go and sell cars and ends up working 80-90 hours a week to find out he cant sell cars, and then works at a dry cleaner where he spends all of his time except for the time he then started to spend at the church and I bought a houseboat that I was going to turn into my permanent residence. I still don't know how she put up with me then or even now, but then again I can't figure out how she does 99.9% of the stuff she does.
2011 was a great year, yes it had some really rough times but over all it was really good. I enjoyed my job, Logan and I were in love and I realized that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. So Logan and I started to plan out our life. We knew that we were called into missional ministry but we were not really sure when or how that looked. So we started talking about me going back to school get a semester or two under my belt then get married and then get my degree and then go for my masters and then looking at the mission field. Unless of course we were ready for kids. It truly was a great plan. Until last month...
Oh how crazy January was; I was laid off, sick for two weeks, God solidified my call into full time ministry, and I was couch surfing. It was the first Sunday of January I woke up with a migraine, which made it impossible to even move without wishing for death, so I slept through church. Logan brought me some medication and prayed for me. She came by later that afternoon and asked me if I wanted to go to "Draw Near" (a worship service Fellowship has the first Sunday of each month) I said yes and I still don't know why. I spent my entire day in bed dealing with a migraine and then all the sudden a yes came from my lips and I was out the door on my way to a loud service while still nursing a pounding headache. But something incredible happened, when I stepped through the doors of the high school room my headache just went away. It was incredible I didn't know what to do so I just stood there. Waiting for something, I am sure I looked kinda silly but I didn't care I wanted to hear what ever it was that the Healer wanted to tell me. And man did He speak, the first thing He told me to do was to walk over to my girlfriend and pray over her. So I did, I prayed hard I prayed like I was praying for my life. Then I just kind of floated over to a table with a pen and some paper and just started writing out a covenant with Christ, and it was in that moment that my Healer, my Father, my Redeemer, my Savior spoke, and He said "you are mine, I have chosen you, so cut the crap it is about to get crazy!"
Oh and did it ever get crazy. For the first time Logan and I were reading the word together and guess what?! It was literally unfolding our future and our calling to the point where we were second guessing every plan we ever made. So when we found out that I did not get my grant money for school, we started to rethink school, and when I got laid off we started to rethink work. Everything was changing, everything. So it was no surprise when Logan and I were sitting with our mentors, Diane and Alan Ramsey, that they told us, "Maybe you are not supposed to be in school," and then Diane hands Logan a book and tells her she thinks that Logan and I need to read it. It is titled
Kisses From Katie by Katie Davis (here is her blog
http://kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/) Diane looked at me and said, "it is about a girl who out of high school went to Africa and hasn't left since. She is your age and all she has is a high school diploma." So I started the book and I couldn't stop from just weeping. Every page was oozing with Christ's love and mercy and I could hear God telling me that he doesn't need me to have an education yet, all he needs is for me to submit.
So that brings me to today, Logan and I have done a lot of talking, praying, and consulting over the past few days, and we have realized that God has made a new plan for us. I can't wait to share with you as the journey unfolds. And I cant wait to continue sharing how Great our Father is and how well He takes care of us.
Jonathan