Harold Christensen

...: This God Story begins in late 1989 when the year the Berlin Wall fell resulting in the collapse of the Soviet Union and Communism everywhere (including Mongolia). I was beginning to think about my sabbatical (coming in 1992) it seemed like I should go to the former Soviet Union and teach computing while I explored ministry of the laity in the workplace.

God was preparing Mongolia for my coming when, believe it or not, Christian businessmen from Sioux Falls assured that the Freedom of Religion clause was included in the new Mongolian constitution. The constitution was ratified in January 1992. One of those businessmen, my IBM sales rep, called my attention to opportunities in Mongolia.

My sabbatical started August 1, 1992, when I boarded the airplane bound for the capital of Mongolia. As I left home, I expected to teach computing to members of the new Parliament. When I arrived, however, my contact had resigned Parliament in favor of free enterprise. I spent August coordinating mission groups who came from all over the world to show the Jesus Film.

Amazingly, on August 31, the day the last mission group went home, I interviewed with Batmend, the Deputy Minister for National Development. My experience planning large engineering projects (critical path method) was a perfect match for what he needed, but in the end, it fell through. I was discouraged.

Nothing else happened for weeks. I purchased all my gifts for family and was about to declare my sabbatical a success and go home. That’s when my Bible study showed me Ephesians 3:20:
God is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine For three years God had already done more than I could imagine, and my flight home was scheduled for December 15. I committed to staying and seeing.

Soon I got an interview with Batjargel, Minister for Nature and Environment (the President’s cabinet member). He told me “You can work in my computer center, start tomorrow; we’ll pay you like an engineer.”

At 10:00, I met Battogtokh, and we went to his office to get acquainted. In only 10 minutes he asked, “Are you a Christian.” I wasn’t going to talk about that for a long time; I took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and said, “Yes, are you”? Battogtokh answered, “Yes; God has sent you here to help me.” Suddenly this story that I thought was my story was revealed as God’s story—immeasurably more than I could ask or imagine.