by Kent Hovind
(Written from the Federal Prison Camp Edgefield, South Carolina)
God: Good morning, son. I’ve been watching you sleep all night. I love you.
kh: Good morning, Lord. Thanks for protecting me and being so awesome. I can’t believe that the great God of the universe would care about me. I’ve failed You so many times. Why do You still put up with me?
God: You are my child. I promised to save you and take care of you. I have great plans for you, son (Jeremiah 29:11). I love you. You seemed a little down last night as you prayed. I’ve got a young man I’d like you to knee-mail for me this morning. He could use someone to talk to and he may help cheer you up as well. He’s sitting in his car in a parking lot. He’s been crying pretty hard for a while and needs someone like you to listen to him.
kh: Sure, Lord. Where do I send it?
God: Pontiac, Michigan; General Motors Truck and Coach Division, Plant #6; 8:15 p.m., May 20, 1974.
kh: What should I tell him?
God: Just let him talk at first. You’ll know what to say when he’s done.
kh: OK, God.
KH: Hey, young man, it looks like you’ve been crying your eyes out. What’s wrong?
Young Man (YM): Oh…I’ll be okay.
I’m just torn up inside right now. I’ve had some really big, life-altering decisions to make in the last year and especially in the last week.
I’m only twenty-one and it’s a little overwhelming to think that my decisions now will effect me for years and even forever!
KH: Yes, I know what you mean. That’s the way life is, though. What’s on your mind now?
YM: Well….I came up here to go to Bible college. I feel like God has called me into His service somewhere. I’ve been working here at this truck plant for two years now, second shift, while I went to school full-time, first shift. I got married last summer, and my sweet wife also went to school for a year. I also worked on a church bus route and taught a Sunday school class for the last two years. I graduate this Friday and I’m pretty overwhelmed with emotions right now. I’m pretty tired as well, bone tired.
KH: What is the biggest burden you carry?
YM: I guess the decision I made last night.
KH: What was it about?
YM: Last week the general foreman at work talked with me. He said they have watched me work and wanted to offer to send me to foreman school. It would mean a very secure future at General Motors. I already get paid pretty well working on the assembly line; but as foreman, I would start at about $350.00 per week plus lots of benefits and perks and bonuses. It was a dream offer for such a young man as I.
KH: So did you take it?
YM: Well….I also got an offer to work at my home church as assistant pastor for $100.00 per week plus a bare-bones medical plan. There are a lot of reasons to stay here. We have a real nice trailer we are buying just two blocks from church. It is on a beautiful river with lots of ducks, swans, and fish that my wife and I feed every evening. We love our church. We have lots of friends here, and she could finish her degree.
Many people come here for Bible college and then stay on at GM. They end up as deacons or Sunday school teachers in their local churches, make real good money, and seem very happy. We could afford to start a family and buy a bigger house if I stay.
KH: So what’s to decide? It looks like God is opening all the doors.
YM: Or Satan is—to distract me from my calling. I didn’t come here to work at GM and build trucks. I came here to train for the ministry. Do you know where these shiny new trucks will be in thirty years?
KH: Ah….yes I do. They will be rusting in a junkyard or recycled into a fence post or train track.
YM: That’s right! Don’t you see the real issues here? I want to invest my life in things that last forever. If I do that, God’s promise in Matthew 6:33 will apply to me. God can out supply GM any day.
KH: So what did you decide?
YM: I told the general foreman, “Thanks for the offer, but I must decline.” I called my home pastor and said, “Yes, I’ll take the job as assistant pastor.” We move next week.
KH: So why are you crying?
YM: Lots of reasons. God gave me such an amazing wife! She supports me either way. I’m crying for joy because I have her. I also have seen kids I went to school with decide this week to stay at GM. Yet they were called and trained for full-time Christian work in mission fields or ministries where the need is so great. Now the need will go unmet. That burdens me greatly as well. I don’t understand why anyone would invest their life in things that will all burn, rust, or be stolen. It breaks my heart.
KH: I know exactly what you mean. Say, what’s your name, young man?
YM: Kent Hovind, sir. What’s yours?
KH: It’s not important. You made the right choice, young man. Quit crying and start packing. You won’t believe how God will supply! I have been young and now am old and have never seen God’s kids begging bread (Psalm 37:25). Thanks for reminding me. It has greatly encouraged me.
YM: You are welcome. Thanks for listening.
kh: Thanks, God.
God: You are welcome, son. I’ve got your back.