Looking  back at my childhood I can see a few things that helped.  We didn’t eat any weird food, or have strange customs, at least they weren’t weird and strange to us.  I was pretty much raised in a cultural bubble.  There was not a diversity of ethnicity, or cultures where I am from. So from that perspective, no, there was nothing that prepared me to be a missionary.  On the other hand I was raised in a home where I was taught to love Jesus and love others.  I was raised in a home that put God first in everything.  The Bible was read and loved, and I would have long conversations about spiritual matters with my parents and grandparents. There was placed in my heart a love for the Savior and a desire to glorify Him. So out of that, missions would be a big thing for us, because we desired not only to worship and praise our Savior but that others would do so as well.  My parents loved missions and missionaries.  I remember watching as they would write out missions checks, and because Dad was the pastor, we were always going out to eat with the missionaries.  Some of those missionaries that came through made a pretty big impact on my life.

This is post is part 2 in the series “Answering Vision” and is taken from the panel discussion questions from the missions conference at Vision Baptist Church you can read part 1 here.