By Jemelene Wilson

Throughout childhood, my answer to, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” was always, “A cheerleader.” Long before the Dallas Cowboys hired cheerleaders, that was all I ever wanted to be. I was convinced no one wanted to be a cheerleader more than I did. In my sophomore year of high school I was the mascot; in my junior year I was pep Commissioner, and in my senior year it was explained to me that I was too large to be on the squad. I felt for years that being a cheerleader was an unfulfilled passion.

It’s been the same way with ministry. My desire to bring the hope of Christ to children and youth came from the belief that I was called into ministry. As I entered college, it was explained to me that I would not be allowed to work toward a degree in Christian education. Only men were allowed in that program.

Twenty years ago, we took our little family to the last Jesus Northwest Festival. It was a three-day event of music and camping….Read the rest here at The Glorious Table.