It’s great to be a part of the journey with you now. Thanks for sharing the history. And thanks for entrusting me with the dream God gave you. I don’t take that lightly.
What motivates you? I mean at a core level really motivates you?
Is it to hang out with your family or friends? To see them thrive? To work on interesting projects? To provide a certain standard of living?
What drives me
I’ve been motivated by all of these to varying degrees. They are all righteous in their own way.
But these days I’m most motivated to join God in his global reclamation project. He’s on the move around the world, setting his sons and daughters free from their places of captivity. And he’s partnering with those of us who have been freed to go and free others.
His son Jesus announced that project to all who would pay the price of following him. “Whom the son sets free is free indeed!” He said. And that challenge has stirred me to my bones. I want to pay the price to follow him and partner with him.
Two passages of Scripture have helped crystalize that challenge for me. In Isaiah 58, I saw an exchange that God is inte
rested in. If I’ll set aside my needs and prioritize the needs of the weak and oppressed, he’ll take care of me.
And in Matthew 10, I was fascinated by the journey of abandon that Jesus sent his disciples on. Read those passages every day for a year and see if your life doesn’t change as you commit to the implications they contain.
A discipleship tool
God gave me a tool to walk out that biblical pattern in the modern day with the World Race. If Jesus took his disciples on a three year discipleship journey, I reasoned, could we perhaps get young people started on a similar journey in this modern day?
It grew out of my own personal journey – a physical journey that took me from Virginia to Central America, then to Indonesia and the Dominican Republic. And it found its roots in some of the trauma of growing up in Washington DC at the height of the cultural tumult of the late 1960’s. Here is that story:
When I was nine, my father left my family for a year to serve in the Viet Nam war. It was a sad day in our family when he left. We didn’t know if he would return one day in a body bag. It was very traumatic.
Every week my father would send a letter or tape from Viet Nam telling us about the horrors of war and how much he loved us. My mother would get my sister and I together on the couch and share them with us.
If your father has ever left you, you know how painful it can be. There was a hole in my heart that only the love of a father could fill.
Though my mother loved me very much, she couldn’t give me a father’s love. The weeks went by and my father’s absence was a great void in my life. There was no one to throw the football to me. No one to take me fishing. There are things that only a father can do for a son.
All of us have a hole in our heart that only a father can fill. I craved a father’s approval and his affection. My heavenly father wanted to fill this hole. He wanted to meet my need for approval by showing how pleased He was with me.
One day my mother read me the story of how God the father loved me so much that He sent His son to die for me. She read about Jesus’ painful death, a death he died so that I might have eternal life. I was cut to the quick. God wanted to show me his fatherly love if I would just accept it. One night I did so, thanking God for what He had done for me and asking forgiveness for my sins. I didn’t understand Lordship, but I committed my life to Jesus.
It was a great joy when my father returned from the war. But God had used my father’s absence to show me His love for me. He redeemed my difficult situation. I learned that just as we long for a father’s love, so He longs to give us that love.
So I grew up in a Christian home. My parents loved me and gave me many opportunities. My mother is a prayer warrior and a disciple maker. She encouraged me as a junior in high school to go on a two-month mission trip to Guatemala. That took a lot of effort on her part, because I was shy and had no desire to do so. She propped me up in front of her friends and had me ask for prayer support. I thought to myself, “Why in the world would anyone ever want to support me?”
In 1975, things weren’t like they are now. Nobody in Columbia, Missouri went on short-term mission trips.
I got on a bus bound for Florida, and in a way, I was journeying away from my childhood and into the future. The trip to Guatemala was eye-opening in many ways. I saw poverty that I never knew existed. I fell in love with the exotic Indian culture. The beautiful volcanic landscape was beguiling.
The following summer I went on another mission trip, this time high into the Andes mountains of Peru. The love for missions that the Lord had awakened in me in Guatemala continued to grow.
But I was later to see that this mission trip was missing two key factors that have since become so important to me. Instead of discipling me, the agency I went with focused on teaching us other things like personal hygiene and construction techniques. Most of our ministry was construction, so I missed a great opportunity to interact with the nationals.
Still, as I went off to college, I knew that my future lay in overseas work. I was convicted by God’s heart for the poor and oppressed in Isaiah 58 and determined to commit his life to helping others understand that they can make a difference in the world. During my senior year, a great human tragedy was unfolding. The Khmer Rouge was killing nearly two million of their countrymen. The Cambodian people were fleeing to the Thai border by the hundreds of thousands. As they spilled across the border on the brink of starvation, they were placed in large refugee camps.
So, I went to work in a refugee camp. I chose to do this in spite of the fact that I’d recently fallen in love with my wife to be and was earnestly courting her. As shocking as the situation in Thailand was, it inspired me to go deeper in pursuing a life of ministry.
After college, Karen and I were married. We went directly to Indonesia where I did economic development work to help the poorest of the poor. Later, we moved to the Dominican Republic and did the same thing there.
It was only after completing business school and continuing on in ministry that I discovered what had been missing from my walk with the Lord all my life. It was intimacy. While I’d always heard about having a personal relationship with Christ, I never understood that it’s possible to hear His voice. I was at a retreat where Peter Lord spoke. And not only did I hear God speak to me in a very personal way, but I discovered for the first time what a personal relationship with God can be.
Since then, I began to earnestly seek the Lord. Prayer became much more important to me. Evangelism became a passion. And now, late in life, I’m discovering experientially what it means to disciple others as I’ve discipled my own teenagers.
I’m a work in process. I’ve found that the main thing one needs in a relationship with God is hunger to know Him and be in His presence.
Thanks, Bill. You are a wonderful partner and steward of God’s dream. We steward it together with many others – it’s a privilege.
So good to hear of the Father’s faithfulness to reveal Himself to you at a young age. We are grateful to be a part of this amazing ministry as coaches. We’re on our way to Training camp now to meet our new Q squad and we are so thrilled to start this adventure again .Hoping we get to see you again!
Lisa – of course your friends, the Wrattens, were a key part of my journey!
I’ll look for you at camp.
Seth…thank you for being a good steward of your “story” and letting that illuminate some dark and weary (yet hopeful) paths for others. Having known you more than thirty years much of what you penned has already been inventoried in my encyclopedia of memories which as you and Karen know have had some circuitously painful moments. But there were new revelations and an awareness just now that apart from some obvious occurrences we have a narrative more similar than different. Military fathers. Absentee dads. Strong spiritual impulses from mothers who led us to Christ. Achievement orientations as a compensatory gambit and the sometimes circling clouds of male melancholy with adults kids and now grandkids we would die for. The Great Commission isn’t a video game to either of us nor is the quiet commitment to the poor, enslaved, addicted, orphaned and widowed. I realized again just now reading your blog that you are my “brother from a different mother” and for that I am and always will be eternally thankful. You are loved. Looking forward to breaking bread in the days ahead.
Thanks, Judith. I’m a blessed man.
Love your story Seth, it’s super inspiring and hope and dream to live a life like yourself. Love that you always turn things towards jesus. God is rising and pouring out more and I’m excited to see what he does in these next few years through adventures!
Thanks, Hugh. You’re living a good story yourself. The best is yet to come!
I totally agree with Francis Chan’s way of life. OUr yearly income is 25,000 for 2 people and we give our money overseas to the poor and persecuted Christians. They are our family in Christ. I have a had time giving to large churches where the pastor is a millionaire and the some of the congregation too. I don’t care if their money is from book sales . They should still be giving a large portion away instead of living in palaces. I use to respect John Hagee and David Jeremiah until I saw their multiple houses. What did Jesus mean when he said “if you have 2 coats give one away”? He also said its hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom.
I am somewhat of a shut-in so have to watch church and messages online so I end up watching the mega churches because they have their whole service online. I may start looking around for a different one. It amazes me how many Christians seem so surprised about the poverty and persecution in other countries. I think they don’t want to know about it so they won’t feel guilty about not giving to them. I have a hard time just going on vacations that are all about entertainment. They feel rather selfish. I’m glad to finally know of other Christians who think the same way I do.
Thank you for sharing and challenging us once again, Seth. It was interesting and enlightening to hear more about your journey.
And your family is beautiful. A testament and testimony to you and Karen.
I love the picture.
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