When I was applying to Moody, the biggest draw was its tuition-paid perk. I had been in college for three years, and I just wanted to graduate as soon as possible without incurring debt. I’d also been rudely awakened to the consequences my friends were experiencing from their drinking and usage, and I wanted to separate from those influences. A conservative Bible college seemed like a safe place.
In re the ‘bubble’ nature of Moody’s subculture: the bubble is simply what we make it. Despite its imperfections, Moody to me has become so much more than a place of safety.
Moody Debate Society redeemed my bitterness toward debate, through incredibly sharpening friendships and a Christ-centered pursuit of knowledge.
GRIP Outreach for Youth supported my teaching partners and I as we entered the Chicago Public Schools with debate and learned how to start, carry on, and end a ministry well.
Professors became mentors and cherished friends, something I had longed for yet not experienced prior to Moody.
Honest sisters provided community when my loneliness felt crippling. Loving brothers challenged me to think more theologically and intentionally about how I should live my life.
Through my studies in Bible, theology, and communications, as well as through chapel, Missions Conference, and Founders Week, I have learned how to praise God and love Him more fully.
I have found a house church fellowship devoted to pursuing the hope of Christ and the beauty of community by living life together in the most mundane ways.
I have witnessed through friends and faculty what it is to humbly and faithfully follow Christ. This has become far more desirable than the height of my dreams for a successful and exciting life.
Admittedly, Moody still makes little sense to me on paper when I consider my career goals. Yet ministry opportunities will exist wherever God calls me to teach, so I am neither regretful nor ashamed of my time here.
Through Moody, I have come to love the city of Chicago (and I think I want to stay.)
This first week of school was arduous.
Yet I remain convinced of Christ’s sanctifying work on Moody’s campus. Not because we are special or even the best, but because our God is faithful to keep His promises toward those whom He calls His own.