Meet Kevin

When Kevin Browne was in high school, he declared himself an atheist.

 

This wasn’t always the case. As a young child growing up in East Belleville, Illinois, Kevin’s family had gone to a Baptist church.

 

“It was kind of a common thing of the day. Everybody went to church,” he says. “But I don’t know that I really knew what the gospel was.”

 

When Kevin’s older brother wanted to stop going to church, their parents didn’t try to stop him. By the time Kevin was in middle school, his whole family had stopped attending church. He started reading his brother’s philosophy books, and in his high school philosophy class, he argued that God didn’t exist.

 

After Kevin graduated high school, he joined the Air Force and wound up stationed in California. One night, his friend Jerry invited him to see A Thief in the Night—a movie about the end times.

 

“I don’t believe in God,” Kevin told him. This led to a long discussion. Kevin asked Jerry some pretty tough questions, many of which Jerry couldn’t answer. But at the end of the conversation, Jerry said, “I’ll pray for you.”

 

Kevin was skeptical. “I thought, ‘You go right ahead, Jerry,’” he remembers. “‘It’s not going to do you any good, but you can go ahead and pray for me all you like.’”

 

But a few weeks after that, Kevin couldn’t shake some of the questions the conversation had brought up. He started doing some soul searching and talking to Jerry more.

 

“There was something about him,” Kevin recalls. “There was something that was bugging me. And I felt guilt. I felt shame. Now, I would say it was the Holy Spirit basically convicting me of my sin.”

 

He started going to church with Jerry. Eventually, he accepted Christ and got baptized by the chaplain on the Air Force base.

 

Later, another friend from the Air Force asked Kevin to sing at his wedding. He asked if Kevin would be willing to sing along with another friend of the couple. That second singer was named Debbie. She and Kevin started dating and got married about a year later.

 

After Kevin finished his time in the Air Force, he and Debbie moved to Tennessee, where he studied History, and later German, at the University of Tennessee. He also got certified to teach, but he couldn’t find a job in Tennessee. During a visit to see Debbie’s grandparents in Florida, he started applying to schools in the area. The couple and their three kids moved to Florida shortly after that.

 

In every place they had lived, Kevin and Debbie had attended non-denominational, charismatic-leaning churches. They originally found a similar church in Merritt Island, but after a few years, some leadership changes prompted them to look elsewhere. They had started reading Francis Schaeffer and a few other writers and getting interested in Reformed theology, so they decided to look for a PCA church. They first came to Christ Community in December of 1994, and were drawn in by the teaching. As musicians, they also enjoyed the corporate worship.

 

“We liked the way they mixed the hymns and worship songs and it wasn’t all just worship songs,” Kevin says. Pretty soon, they were helping lead worship.

 

Music has been a big part of Kevin’s life since he started playing guitar as a teenager. He loved listening to rock and folk music, and eventually started writing his own songs.

 

“Now, in retrospect, I would look back and say music is a gift from God,” he says. “God gave me the ability to play music. And I enjoy it. It gives me pleasure when people enjoy what I play.”

 

Music is also a way for him to talk about and to God. He mentions his song “Bread of the World,” which was inspired by Francis Schaeffer’s writings about failed revolutions. “Bread of the world, break for me,” he sings in the chorus, “only mercy and light can help me see.”

 

 

“The only thing that can save me is mercy and grace,” he says, explaining the meaning behind the song, “because dead men don’t save themselves.”

 

Sometimes, he gets inspiration for songs from his students at Astronaut High School—where he teaches German. Some of these songs tend to be more “silly,” but he takes his role as a teacher and influencer seriously.

 

“I’m teaching because I want [students] to gain knowledge, but I also want them to be aware of the world around them,” he says. “I tell kids, ‘You don’t have to believe what I believe. But you need to think about why you believe what you believe.’

 

“I want them understand that we should, as humans, especially in our society today, be able to have a civil discourse.”

 

In some ways, things have come full circle. When Kevin was in high school, he argued against God’s very existence, but God used civil discourse and self-examination to draw Kevin to Himself. Now he’s encouraging high schoolers to think more deeply about their own beliefs.

 

He is quick to admit that following God hasn’t been easy.

 

“The sanctification process is really hard,” he says. “I’ve continued over the years, as I’ve gotten older, to see that God is a very merciful and gracious God. And I continue to see what a big sinner I am.”

 

It’s easy to compare yourself to other people and think you’re doing pretty well, he says. “But when I look vertically and I see the gap between myself and God, I know that it’s only by the grace of God that am I saved, that I’m redeemed.”

 

“The longer I’ve been a Christian, the more I see God’s grace.”

Meet Don and Inja

Inja Motsinger was born in rural Korea on the family farm, very far from city lights. She was the middle child of five, with two older sisters and two younger brothers.

 

Her early years were hard and severe. When Inja was eight, her 18-year-old eldest sister took her own life. Two months later, Inja’s 46-year-old father, who she remembers as often drinking too much, died abruptly at the table while waiting for dinner to be served.

 

The immensity of the two losses devastated the family. After her father’s death, Inja remembers her mother stoically rising to the occasion to care for her family.

 

“My mother worked so hard. She was so strong and brave,” Inja says lovingly, "I remember very well what she told us and what she expected of us. ‘Respect anyone who is older than you. Don’t wait to help others—be the first one to help.’ There was no 'why' or 'because' in our home. There was only— this is what Mom says.”

 

At one point during Inja’s early childhood, her mom had been invited to a Catholic church. While attending a kind of VBS there, Inja memorized the Lord’s Prayer and the Apostle’s Creed. “I didn’t understand the words, but I memorized them anyway. I didn’t know then that God was already planting some seeds in my life.”

 

In her everyday life, Inja helped with planting and growing crops on the family farm. It was exhausting work.

 

“I didn’t really have a childhood,” she says. “My job was to work on the family farm and help raise my two little brothers.”

 

One day, the principal of the school called Inja’s mother in for a conference. “Your daughter is too smart not to educate,” he told her. He recommended that Inja go live with a family that he knew and go to school there to save expenses for the family. There were no public schools in Korea, Inja explains. Uniforms, books, tuition and all other costs of education had to be paid by parents.

 

So, at age 11, Inja found herself traveling 150 miles away from her home to live with strangers. “This was so hard for me—and especially so hard for my mom,” she shares with a catch in her voice. “It broke her heart.”


 

After she finished school, Inja moved to Seoul for a receptionist job. There, she met an American army officer named Don Motsinger. They dated casually for a year, then moved to the U.S. and got married.

 

Their early marriage wasn’t easy. “Language and cultural barriers were huge,” Inja remembers. “And there were Don’s three little kids I couldn’t even communicate with.”

 

“Don was very patient with me,” she adds. “About everything. I feel like he sort of raised his kids and his new wife, too. He even helped me shop for groceries. I had no idea how to do it.”

 

One day, a Korean lady at work brought Inja a Korean Bible and told her, “Inja, you should come to church.”

 

“I really didn’t want to go, so I argued back at her, ‘No, I’m not good enough for church.’ I remembered always that I had lied to my mom about coming to America. I told this lady that I would come to church when I got to be a better person.”

 

But After Don and Inja moved to Virginia, Inja started attending an Assembly of God Bible study with a Korean friend.

 

“It was very loud volume with lots of clapping,” she said. “It really scared me. I didn’t like it.” But, she says, something just kept her attending that study. “I’m not sure exactly why I kept going, but I think God was continuing to plant seeds in my life.”

 

After six months, Inja decided to attend the Assembly of God church. “I continued to be exposed to Scripture. I didn’t understand it and I didn’t feel comfortable there, but I kept going.”

 

Later, when Don had a motorcycle accident and was confined to the couch for a while, the Korean pastor from Inja’s church came to visit him. She stood and listened to their conversation with interest.

 

“If you died today, would you go to Heaven or Hell?” the pastor asked Don.

 

“I would go to Heaven,” Don replied.

 

“Why do you say that?” the pastor persisted.

 

“Because even as a child I knew Christ died on the cross for my sin. I have asked Him to be my Savior,” Don responded.

 

As they talked, Inja listened intently. “Hearing them talk—it was the first time I really understood the gospel,” she shares. “I knew then that I wanted Christ as my Savior, too. Finally I understood. Finally it became personal.”

 

“But I had a lot of growing to do,” she says. “Don had been a nominal Christian and I had not been a believer at all. At first, I got works all mixed into my understanding of salvation. I was afraid all the time that I would not please God, that He wouldn’t love me.”

 

After several different moves and church communities, God led Inja and Don to settle in Titusville. They have been at CCC since they first moved to the area six years ago.

 

“Here at CCC, I have learned more and more about being loved by God. I have found new freedom in who I am in Christ. I am released from what I think I must do for God. I serve Him from love instead, since I know now that I can’t do anything to save myself or keep myself saved.”

 

Inja still thinks often of her family back in Korea.

 

“I am praying so much for them,” she says, “that even in the Catholic church, God will open their hearts to the gospel through the hearing of His Word as He did in my life. I really want so much to see them in Heaven!”

 

But Inja has also come to think of the CCC community as family.

 

“And I just love my church family so much,” she says. “I feel so at home.”