|John 8:32 on the UT Tower in Austin, Texas|
About Christians on Campus
For decades, members of Christians on Campus have endeavored to focus on Christ and Christ alone. In-depth Bible study, building up spiritual companions, and mutual fellowship in the homes are some among many highlights that characterize the club activities with Christians on Campus.
My Experience with the Club
I'm not a paid marketer. I'm just a living testimony of how Christians on Campus has changed my human and spiritual life. I don't even know how to begin thanking the Lord for His mercy and sovereignty in placing me where I need to be, so that I can grow. This series of blog posts on Christians on Campus is just my personal testimony and experience as a young Christian in college, nothing more, nothing less. So let me begin here.
Christians on Campus was the reason I went to UT Austin. After I graduated from high school, I had to go abroad for college (I'm from Southeast Asia) because I graduated with the International Baccalaureate Diploma. I couldn't apply to the national universities back at home. I submitted several applications to different universities in the U.S. but The University of Texas at Austin never cross my mind (although one of my high school teachers was a UT alumnus, a hardcore Texan). So I got accepted to one of the better business schools in the Midwest but on the day I had to go for a visa interview at the Consulate, my heart became very uneasy. That fall was going to be my first time living away from home. Away here means across the ocean, on the other side of the globe.
"Katherine, you're late. What are you doing? Get down. We need to catch your appointment for the visa interview," my mom opened the car door and asked me to go inside the Consulate. I'm still not sure what happened then but I panicked and I said to her to the point of almost yelling, "I'm not going!" It was so strange, and my mom's reaction was also strange. She never scold me for my unreasonable act. She just took me to her office and I spent the day with her as if nothing happened. Now that I think about it, maybe at that time, she was quietly praying for me and the condition of my heart.
This was the beginning of my searching. My searching for purpose and meaning. In my mind, that would determine why and where I should go to college.