Don't get mad that things aren't happening; be the change. Growing up in the church, knowing that God “existed” was not a shocking thought to me. I had questioned it, a time or two, but had seen his work to be too evident in my life to count it all up to chance. My life, and the steps I‘ve taken to get to this point, have been the work of God. It wasn’t up until my first term at New Hope that I truly had an “existential crisis” though, with what I had built my entire life and world around. From a very young age I had an inherent knowledge that there must be something bigger at work here, and that that work was God. I spent my younger years, with my family, actively involved in church and planting churches, and outreaches, and all the ways we could reach out to our community. After high school, community college and university it was when I finally reached bible college that the question hit me: Do I really believe all of this? Surrounded by people who const
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