Kris came to college like many other students. Hoping to work towards a lucrative future and having as much fun as he could along the way. A few weeks into school, after an evening of poor choices, Kris was in trouble with school and reminded of his summer. Just before high school graduation, he overdosed on drugs and promised he wouldn't do that again. In this vulnerable place, he had been open to a shift in his life. His driving instructor, a Christian, began ministering to him that summer and shared The Gospel with Kris. While he didn't accept The Gospel then,
he did ask his mom to buy him a Bible to bring to college. It sat on his shelf unopened. After his second drug incident, he began trying to change. He first began studying Eastern Mysticism but with no change after a couple weeks he finally opened the Bible. He found something different in these words—life. He read voraciously and there in his dorm room, became a Christian. His life changed in that moment. He was committed to His Savior and Lord but he found it challenging to walk in a new way while still connected to his old life. He wanted Christian friends to walk with him and help him be who God was calling him to be. One Sunday, his prayer for Christian community was answered. In his dorm, he ran into one of our students, Kwabena, who was just getting back from church. Kris asked Kwabena if he had just gone to church and if he could go with him the next Sunday. That's how we met Kris. From the first day meeting him, Kris was passionate about living for God. He desired change and wanted anyone around him to know that they could accept Jesus too. He wanted preach out loud on campus as he had seen many do on streets and subways back home in Brooklyn. He wanted to share his faith with at least one person a day. He got baptized at his driving instructor's church over Thanksgiving break and within three months, he had read half the Bible. We would meet regularly as he would ask question after question, hungry to learn. He began attending our weekly services and mens small group and even came to our Northeast Chi Alpha conference.
By the spring semester, Kris met Kymaje, a student who had alienated all friends and felt like the social pariah of the school because of his own choices and rumors of those who hated him. Kris knew the rumors but felt God asking him to reach out to this outcast. Kris's friendship with him opened him up to hearing and accepting the gospel even when he had grown up around church. Kris did all he could to encourage his little brother in the faith. He got Kymaje a job working with him when he was in need. He held him accountable to study for his classes. He was an open door, answering questions and encouraging him in his faith, the way that he had experienced in the fall. While he didn't have a seminary degree, he wasn't the sole authority of faith for Kymaje. God's call for Kris was not to be in place of Jesus, it was to point others to Jesus. He isn't perfect and neither am I but we strive to walk in step with the Spirit as we make disciples who make disciples. As Matthew 28:19-20 calls each of us, we "go make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you."