In July of 2010, I was playing soccer with a group of kids in the baseball stadium of Ocotal, Nicaragua. My heart was beating out of my chest. This was not because I was running around too much, but because God was telling me to do something down deep in my soul.
After a few minutes, I waved the kids in and allowed them to huddle around me, with a translator to my left. I don’t know why it was so hard, but I mustered out the phrase, “God loves you,” then began to add more simple truths as I wiped the sweat from my forehead.
When I was done talking, they smiled and nodded. Then it hit me. For the first time, I was telling strangers about my relationship with God. During that time, I began to sense a new freedom. I could do this!
In the years since that moment, God took me on a journey I never envisioned. I quit my job and now, my wife and I are raising funds, so I can go full-time with a baseball ministry here in Tennessee.
It’s scary, but God continues to provide for all our needs. God’s word says, “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” I guess I’m learning to live this out, every day.
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