The least I can do is try leading for one year and pour back into the students.
“The Lord met me face to face and showed me the revival starting in our generation,” said Nina, a student in the Greek InterVarsity chapter at San Diego State University.
Though she already had a solid relationship with God, Angelica hadn’t yet found a good fit when it came to Christian community. Until near the end of junior year when her friend Joy Hope invited her to InterVarsity.
Earlier this year, the president of Salem Community College (SCC) in New Jersey held a meeting of the campus department chairs.
"Everyone is talking about InterVarsity on campus!" one of the chairs said.
That alone is an incredible testament to God’s faithfulness, but just a year ago, Salem had no known ministry on campus.
Like most freshmen, Sarah was excited and a little nervous to begin college. But throughout her time on campus, God built her trust, showing her that even if she didn’t know how, he was going to produce fruit that would last.
InterVarsity at Michigan State is showing students that anyone can have the potential to be a leader — even those who might be unexpected. Through the ways they’re raising up leaders, students’ lives are transforming.
Through the BCM chapter at Michigan State, students can explore faith, unafraid of judgment or misunderstandings. They don’t have to choose between being Black and Christian –– they can celebrate both.
On the Purdue campus, every Panhellenic sorority has a Bible study and so do over half of the fraternities. Fueled by spiritual hunger and steady discipleship, Greek InterVarsity at Purdue is training and sending students to their houses to love and witness to their friends, until “every Greek is one friend away from Jesus.”
One crazy experience became a launching point for Austin to discover genuine faith.
I stepped into my first large group session at Urbana 25, longing for my bed, after a 27-hour road trip from Wisconsin to Arizona.
But that first night Jennie Allen told us to open our eyes. To ask ourselves what was holding us back from receiving what Jesus had for us. To listen.
I realized that there were more important things than getting enough sleep that night. By the end of the week, I understood why the Lord had brought me to Urbana.