“If you believe and your heart is willing to believe, then there is light at the end of the tunnel.”

Those were my friend’s exact words, back in tenth grade, when he opened my heart for the Lord. I still remember that moment as if it were yesterday. I remember the fervent vigor of my first meeting at the Church. I remember encountering problems and turning to Him for comfort. I remember, and forever will keep close to my heart, the priceless gift of the gospel that I was given and could never repay — a gift that I took to college and led me to join Christians on Campus at UChicago.

Here, with this group of people whom I call my brothers and sisters, I feel as if I’m with my own family — maybe because I am. I cannot testify that I’m always engaged during every bible study session with Brother John, nor that all my problems just melt away because I’m at peace with the Lord. But this is a testimony. And I testify for myself this: that my life in college, a life of faith and the pursuit of joy with my fellow brothers and sisters, is what I’ve always longed for.

That is what Christians on Campus has brought for me, but to each individual it brings something different. To some, maybe a simple knowledge of historical events. To others, a group of friends that they could always depend on. To still others, maybe a new life of abundant “faith, hope, and love” (1 Corinthians 13:13).

If you’ve read this far, then there’s something you should know: This is where my testimony ends, but could be where yours begins…