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OVER IN A BLINK Kenny Oates Purev’s goodbye was so dry. His words to us as we made our way out of the small house were strangely formal. The missionary didn’t say anything about this; was this normal, or was Purev somehow trying to cater to our culture? The yard outside was dust and gravel with a bathroom at the far corner. The crystal clear blue sky above made the little brown property seem out of place. We had just spent over an hour visiting this middle- aged Mongolian couple with the missionary. We heard the tragic story of the deaths of both of their sons in separate car accidents. We sat quietly as Purev and his wife fought back the tears. They were Buddhists—as were their sons. Indeed, Mongolia was dry physically and spiritually. It wasn’t until I was outside walking through the yard, fenced in by mismatched and worn- out boards, that the gravity of it all began to hit me. I had been saved five years prior at the age of seventeen. I surrendered my life to the Lord at a youth camp a few months later and eventually found myself in college studying engineering. I had told the Lord that I was willing to be a missionary if He wanted me to, but I had absolutely no desire to be in full-time ministry, let alone a missionary to a foreign field! One night I attended a revival meeting where my pastor was preaching. It was at that meeting that God called me to be a missionary. During the last five years, I finished my engineering degree (trusting that God plans to use it as a tool on the mission field) and sought to know and love God more and more. In the meantime, God has used CAMP BIMI to inspire and prepare me to serve him as a missionary. I learned about CAMP BIMI a few years ago from my pastor and was able to attend in 2014. I left with a rekindled zeal for God but knew that I had one more year of engineering school. I found out that Bro. Baughman was coming to town to preach a missions conference and met up with him and another CB alumnus for dinner after church. I told him that I knew I was called to be a missionary but didn’t know where or what the next step was. That’s when he suggested that I should go on a SMART trip. Little did I know how life-changing this trip would be. I found myself taking a necessary leap of faith to begin SMART trip deputation while still attending classes for my engineering degree. After more than six months of sending out deputation packets, doing college homework, and seeking the Lord—graduation day arrived! Literally, only minutes after walking across the stage to receive my diploma, I was on my way to the Atlanta airport to begin phase two of my SMART trip. SMART was vastly different from mission trips I had taken before, and I believe I know why. A missions trip is where you are the missionary. You are going to pour out all that God has poured in you. You are going to minister in whatever capacity God has given you. While the SMART trip could indeed be called a missions trip, I was not a missionary going to serve; rather, I was a student missionary going to learn. SMART stands for Student Missionary Apprentice Reality Training. The SMART trip is designed to train student missionaries on the day-to-day realities of missions work. It strips away the “front-of-the-cereal box” glamor and mystery of full-time missions and replaces it with a well-rounded perspective of what is necessary to carry the Gospel of Jesus Christ to