It’s really hard to put into words just how amazing it was to see God move earlier this month at the FCA College Retreat. College students from Appalachain all the way to UNC-W gathered for a weekend of fun and fellowship at good ol’ Camp Dixie in Fayetteville, NC.
It was such a growing experience for me as FCA staff to see how God was so clearly in control of everything that happen; even the things that seemed to be barriers turned into blessings. My biggest highlight of the retreat was a perfect example of this.
As the Retreat kicked off around 8 pm Friday night, I got word from one of the UNC students that their car had broken down on their way to Camp. In planning for the retreat, we had chosen Friday night’s kickoff session as the opportunity to present the gospel message, so I was really bummed to hear that a car full of students wouldn’t be there for the chance to hear it. So while I was trying to enter into prep mode for my talk, I had conflicting emotions of anticipation and disappointment in my heart. Why would God allow something like this to happen? Doesn’t he want these kids to hear the gospel? In my head I was asking, “why let a silly car get in the way when there are lives at stake, God…how does that make any sense? I battled these emotions leading up to my message, and as I delivered my talk, the group of stranded students stayed stranded, missing the entire program and not getting in until around 2 a.m. that night.
Flash forward to Saturday night. After our panel discussion, we invited any students that had never made a decision to follow Christ to come forward and pray on the steps of the stage. Students started trickling down, seven in all…and I was so excited to recognize one that had been in the broken down car! As the prayer ends and the students rose to their feet, I watched as this particular student walked over to one of the other guys who had been through the car ordeal with him, as he gave him one of the most sincere brotherly hugs I’ve ever seen.
You see, it was this guy’s car that had broken down. He had felt so bad about his car causing the delay that at one point he offered to stay behind and miss the Retreat so the others could go on without him. The other students chose to stay, and he was so moved by their patience and sacrifice, that he sought to share that moment Saturday night with those that had modeled Jesus love so well to him just hours before.
Here’s what I realized in that moment: God didn’t lose control on Friday night and somehow manage to make the best of it on Saturday; He was in complete control the entire time. I was so disappointed Friday night because I saw the car breakdown as an irredeemable situation that meant those students would “miss their shot” at hearing the Gospel. What I came to see so clearly was that God not only worked in spite of the car drama, he literally USED the ordeal to prepare the hearts of the students that went through it, giving them the opportunity to model His love to each other in a way that led to life-change.
If everything had gone according to my plans Friday night, the same result may still have occurred. But because God allowed the car to breakdown, the Gospel was put on display amidst trying circumstances, strangers became friends through that adversity, and these friends became brothers in Christ.
I think God knew what he was doing. And I for one, need to remember that next time I doubt his sovereignty in what I perceive to be even the most hopeless looking situations.
Romans 8:28 says “ALL things work for the good of those who love God and are called according to His purpose”. This weekend, God reminded me how much power there is in that little three-letter word.
4 of the 6 guys who made decisions to follow Christ on Saturday night, praying with their friends.
For an awesome overall snapshot of the entire retreat with a lot more pictures, check out my beautiful wife Nicole’s blog post here!





