This week, several Regent University students are spending their spring break caring for others during the annual URBAN PLUNGE. Follow their journey on this daily blog, and #RUMission on Twitter. Shea Savage ’15 (College of Arts & Sciences) reports on DAY ONE.
Ever since God pressed gave me the desire to volunteer on this trip, my life has been completely topsy-turvy. He provided unexpected financial help and showed me how He’d been preparing me to take a more active responsibility in ministry through prayer, praise and Scripture and even the words and encouragement of friends. He’d brought many identity issues to light and dealt with them swiftly and dramatically. And in this fresh season that coincided with this new semester, I knew He was telling me, “Now take all the glory I’ve poured into you and pour it into others for Me.”
I’ve done homeless ministry before, I’ve done children’s ministry before, and I’ve done youth ministry before, but it’s always been local until now. So in some ways I felt “qualified,” but in another more frightful way I knew I had no idea what I was in for and was completely under-prepared.
I’ve heard again and again the potential woes of short-term missions work, and how great and common the potential for abuse, misuse, condescension and vanity, not actually serving others in Jesus’ name, but serving ourselves and our name in the guise of humility.
I was, and to some extent still am terrified about that possibility. I’d rather not go at all then go with a bad heart and spread my words and actions rather than the Spirit’s. I can’t imagine that I could help anyone. And I can’t.
The thing is, I have a double-minded heart. I have corruption and evil. I have bad intentions. I can do no good thing at all. I am a wretched man, a blind guide to the blind and absolutely devoid of righteousness.