In the summer of 2012 I had the amazing opportunity to work as an intern for California Fellowship of Christian Athletes (FCA) Volleyball in Huntington Beach, California. I was introduced to working camps that were not only centered around volleyball, but also around the actual little boys and girls we were ministering to. We held these camps and trained all summer for the big camp we all looked forward to--South Carolina camp. We took a large group from the West Coast all the way to the East Coast. We also had men and women fly in from other areas of the country to serve the kids at this camp.
Even from the beginning of the trip to South Carolina, God worked in our hearts. He opened my eyes up to so much that week. But most of all, God was showing me the impact I will have. He was teaching me through service that I loved these girls and I loved believing in them. In fact, the biggest compliment I have ever gotten came from one of the campers who happened to be an atheist. I remember exactly what table we were sitting at for lunch when she said, "A lot of people don't remind me of Jesus. But you really seem a lot like Him."
If I were standing at the time, those words would have brought me to my knees. Hearing that was really what set my heart on fire for these girls. I wanted them to feel the same joy and humility that I felt when I heard those words. I wanted them to live like Jesus to feel the joy and the passion and the love that He gives all of His children. I felt the need to love these girls just as Jesus has always loved me.
At the end of the summer, I came home from my internship ready sleep in my own bed, exhausted from a long summer and a lengthy trip home. However, God didn't want me to sleep. That night I stayed up all night because my mind was flooded with the idea of a youth ministry that is not done to correct the actions of high school volleyball players, but instead a program that would come along side these girls and love and serve them. This program would embody the ministry of Jesus and it would allow the girls to develop a strong foundation of identity before heading off to college.
Eight months later, I was offered the opportunity of a lifetime. I was asked to join the FCA staff in Huntington Beach as the woman who would start a high school ministry. With a heart that was bursting at the seams and a smile that could not be taken away, I agreed.
My journey to full time ministry starts now!