Gladys Garcia is a junior Mexican-American studies major at the University of Texas at San Antonio. She works for Learning Tree, an after-school enrichment program, at an elementary school near campus.
When I was promoted to site leader—supervising a whole after-school program—I was all business. Making friends and talking about Jesus wasn’t on my radar; all I was concerned about was doing a good job.
Then a significant shift happened on Destino Spring Break, in Port Aransas, Texas.
Part of the trip includes starting spiritual conversations on the beach. I wasn’t feeling it at first, so I decided to ask God to help me see people the way He does. My attitude changed almost immediately—I really feel that God answered my prayer.
A girl I met that week began to tear up as I presented the gospel. She had said at the beginning of our conversation that she already believed in Jesus. So I asked why, if she’d heard this message before, it was so emotional for her now. She knew that what she was doing on spring break wasn’t glorifying to God, but our conversation was a reminder of His love in spite of it.
That experience, and others, motivated me. I didn’t need to travel to Port Aransas to share the gospel. People all around me needed to hear. I decided that when I went back to work I’d see how I could have spiritual conversations and where they’d lead.
The following week, two co-workers, Ricky and Megan, invited me to join them for dinner. It felt like God was saying, This is the moment. We went to this noisy little diner, Jim’s Restaurant, and as we got to know each other, I told them about my spiritual background and involvement in Destino.
That dinner started a routine—we hung out after work often and grew close. I invited them to come to our Destino meeting on campus, and Megan loved it. She still comes regularly.
Ricky’s response was colder. He said he didn’t like mixing religion and friends. I believed that God would work in his heart, but I couldn’t force conversation.
Right before summer break, Ricky had a pool party at his house, and somehow the conversation turned to alcohol. I mentioned that I didn’t drink, being underage. Ricky commented, “Well, Jesus drank wine.” That sparked a question about the Last Supper, and as we bobbed there in the pool, I explained how Jesus was preparing to die on the cross for us. I could see Ricky’s mind turning this over. He said, “I’ve never heard it this way before!”
I’m excited that God changed my heart, and what it’s led to with Ricky and Megan. God wants us to share the gospel wherever we are, with whoever crosses our path.
“The familia aspect of Destino encourages me.”