The Seminarian; July 26, 2014
Josh Schmidt, Glacier National Park
“We all are skeptical of Christians with big dreams.
We don’t know why exactly—perhaps we have met too many
who pursued visions but whose personal lives were nightmares…
This is one dreamer of whom we are no longer skeptical.
We think you will find reason to believe as well.”
--Foreword to K.P. Yahannan’s
Revolution in World Missions
Dear Christian Family,
This mission has been the journey of my life.
It started with an interest in an opportunity found at the mailroom; continued with an application and acceptation; followed by the wild drive from St. Louis to Atlanta through Kentucky and Tennessee for a conference; and solidified with the drive from Milwaukee to East Glacier traveling through Frontier Village in North Dakota as well as the badlands and along the mountains. Here, I’ve met Indians, Bulgarians, Slovak, Romanians, Taiwanese, and Turkish, as well as guests and employees from all over the country. They each have their own story to share, experiences to understand, and view of who God is. Some are strong in the Christian faith, going to church every Sunday and reading the Bible when they are able. But, many have fallen astray.
There is drugs and drinking, sex and turmoil, persecution and harassment. It is just like everywhere else. Yet, here is where I have been called to share the Gospel, to be myself, to live and love just ask Christ has done. It is here that they can see what it’s like to know God. He did not come for the Pharisees, they already knew him, he sat with the tax collectors and the prostitutes, the sick. Those were the ones who needed a doctor. Daily life here is an opportunity to witness to all sorts of people: Christians, Atheists, Muslims, and Agnostics, all of whom need the good medicine that only Truth can bring.
Worship on Sundays has only been the tip of the iceberg on this journey. It has been beautiful and sanctified, but there is so much more to do here. There is much more to do everywhere. If we saw ourselves as a beacon the world, the flashlights in the pitch-black night, I think we would walk much differently, we’d share our light, we’d help others find our path, not just on Sundays but on every day of the week.
A couple of weeks ago, I took the opportunity to go on an 18 mile hike. Five hours into the nine hour journey we lost our path. We were traveling across the snow down the side of the mountain and had nowhere to go. We left zig-zagging lines from one side of the snow patch to the next; it was getting dark; we were running out of water; we only had one can of bear spray and no tents for shelter. There were many ways to go, but without a path, we would end up trekking through the forest unsure of our steps. Then, we saw it. Clear as day, the path was ahead of us. We knew where to go. As a Christian, Christ is that path. As a human, Christ is that path. He is the only way home. And, I am blessed to share that story with those here who are stuck in the snow as it grows dark and their flashlights are running out of battery.
Josh Schmidt; ACMNP Glacier National Park Team Member 2014
“To open their eyes, and to turn them from darkness to light,
and from the power of Satan unto God,
that they may receive forgiveness of sins,
and inheritance among them
which are sanctified
by faith that is in me.” Acts 26:18