I had the privilege to attend Camp Eagle the same week as the Dallas Baptist University Worship team. I was able to meet the band members Aaron Zavala, Jordan Patterson, and Jason Deutsch, the bass player. They looked like such a close group, a group I knew I wanted to be a part of. We are naturally drawn to those who share common interests; I play bass for my church, and I had the opportunity to talk to Jason about playing bass guitar and my future. He asked me where I planned to attend college and I could not answer his question, but I had not really thought about it.
He started telling me about a few of his experiences at DBU and what an amazing school it had been for him. We ended our conversation with him telling me to continue playing bass because there aren’t enough bass players in the world. In 2012 I was ecstatic to be able to go back for another week. On my way to Rock Springs, I overheard my youth pastor inform another sponsor that the DBU band was going to be back this year. I was curious to know if Jason would remember who I was, and I was hoping we could have another great conversation similar to the one we had the year before.
On Tuesday my church was able to go zip-lining and he was helping out with the ladder that is used to help people get off of the zip-line safely. I asked him if he remembered me, sure enough he did and he suggested that when we had a night off, or some free time, to try to find him and we would talk some more. I talked to him Thursday night for about an hour, about different basses, amps, music, and again, my future. I knew he was going to ask me if I had figured out my plans for college, and I explained to him that I still had no idea and that I was leaving it up to God.
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He told me that was a good plan and went on to tell me more about DBU and many wonderful things about the college. He explained how he began in the worship band, and how close he was to the other band members. He relied on them and they relied on him, like an accountability group. As I quietly listened to him, in awe of his experiences and stories, it really made me want to be a part of such a strong and positive atmosphere. I knew I wanted to attend Dallas Baptist University.