STORIES OF THE MISSION OF OUR CHURCH

 

University Lutheran Center at SDSU

Pastor Bob Chell

Nicole arrived at SDSU from a small South Dakota community. Oldest of two sisters, her parents divorced when she was a child. A superb student she shared her intent to graduate in three and a half years before going on to graduate school in chemistry. As she was drawn into the life of the university and the programs of the University Lutheran Center I encouraged her to rethink her plans and to take advantage of some of the opportunities here at SDSU. She became involved in our ministry and played flute and viola for worship. She served as one of our peer ministers and joined spring break trips to Atlanta, Washington DC and El Paso/Juarez. She spent a semester in Puerto Rico and a summer in Costa Rica. She never lost her passion for chemistry and spending a summer in Silicon Valley doing research for IBM with students from Stanford, Harvard and MIT. When she returned she excitedly told me “I got my first patent.” (I made a mental note that she had said first patent). Following graduation Nicole spent two years teaching in an isolated rural school in Namibia. I wasn’t surprised that she was accepted into each of the PhD. programs she had applied to. She’s finishing her PhD now, right on time in my opinion!

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Perhaps the thing I love best about being a pastor is when people trust me enough— or, to be perfectly honest about it— are desperate enough, to turn to me when life has bottomed out.

•Jill came to college right out of High School—with her 6 month old daughter. She can’t find child care.

•Saturday John was celebrating the beginning of his sophomore year. Sunday he was in jail for sexual assault.

•Beth couldn’t remember the names of all those she had shared her body with. She was too drunk to remember most of them.

•Neil is a full time student, works three jobs, doesn’t sleep and is angry because his body has turned on him, he is sick all the time.

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•Courtney lost a friend to AIDS, her blood test will be back in a week. She waits.

•Sarah is getting anonymous notes from someone who finds her attractive and enjoys watching her.  It is her first semester at college. She is scared.

•Tom hates it here. Hates it. Hates it. Hates it. He would rather be dead than here.

•Derek’s parent’s live two thousand miles away. He has never been in the hospital before.

•Erin was fine when she called home last night. There was an accident, now her parents have to decide whether to unplug life support.

•Mark didn’t know that giving drugs to a friend was “dealing.”

We have a strong program here at the ULC. Lots of students doing lots of things—volunteering, learning, laughing, worshiping and serving. Our Sunday morning worshiping community is one of the largest in the country. Most importantly though we have people individual people with names and faces, pain and problems, joys and sorrows. Each has a story.

The University Lutheran Center is here as a place of grace, a place of forgiveness, a place of hope, a place of direction, a place for people. Some students are here unless their world is falling apart.  Others only come when it has already fallen apart. Both are welcome here.  The University Lutheran Center remains, as always, a place for people to share their story and to hear the story of a God who loves, calls, challenges, and forgives. A God who walks with us rather than stands against us.


A young boy came to Sunday School late. 

His teacher knew that he was usually very prompt and asked him if anything was wrong.

The boy replied no, that he was going fishing but his dad told him that he needed to go to church.

The teacher was very impressed and asked the boy if his dad had explained to him why it was more important to go to church than to go fishing?

The boy replied, "Yes he did.  Dad said he didn't have enough bait for both of us."