Half way through my high school my father was transferred from Loring Air Base in Louisiana, to Camp Smith on the island of Oahu in Hawaii. I didn’t want to move, but I had no choice.
I made many new friends in Hawaii and had a very positive experience in a religious prep school in Nuuanu. After graduation I attended the University of Hawaii. One of the big questions for me in my freshman year was what does God want me to do with my career.
I wanted whatever I did in my life and career to honor Jesus. I thought for years that I would study political science and law, probably join the military for a while, then work in government service of some sort, probably in an American embassy or in domestic politics. Then God started whispering to me in many different ways that he was calling me to pastoral ministry.
I didn’t really want to respond to this calling, because many of the ministers I had met were not the type people I wanted to be. But then while I was in college the sense of call became so intense I couldn’t resist it. One night I took out the girl I was dating, who is now my wife. I nervously told Cindy, I think God is calling me to ministry. Cindy responded, “Yes I know. I think you are right.”
After this conversation, it seemed so right to switch my career path and plan for ministry. On the next day I went to church at the chapel on Hickam Air Force Base. We had a guest preacher. It was Chaplain Lindal. This was the same man that baptized me, and who showed up at my Spiritual awakening in Arkansas. His presence on this third occasion was like a physical confirmation of what God was doing in my life.