It's official!

Well, folks, I'm going to Belize for a week in July on missions! So are about 5 other people.



In Atlanta, I stopped by a booth for Praying Pelican Ministries, and talked with them about their missions and what they do while there, etc. You know, the basic stuff. Well, they asked if I would like to sign up for a chance to win a free mission trip. I signed up. I then quickly put it in the back of my mind. I never win anything.



Well, 2 months later, I find out that I did win! Holy cow. So, within a weeks time I have found people to go to Belize with me for a week of happy missions! It's been a little crazy just because I've only had a short time to get everything ready (as far as people and dates that would work for everyone). CRAZY! However, the lady, Brittney, has been wonderful in accomidating the last minute decisions that I've made.



Wow! God is good! I'm still stoked.

What else is there?

I felt the urge to write. Spill. Let out the damning question that has been plaquing me for almost 5 months.

What else is there? This can' be it!

I'm at the Perk. The place where I go to get away from the reality of my day. A haven for my wandering thoughts. And what do I want to write about? Me. I hate that. But I want to share (with those who have found me) something that's been a silent killer of my self-esteem, confidence, etc.

About 4 months ago, I applied for a position with US Soccer. I felt like it was the right thing to do. I felt that if I didn't, it was a direct slap in the face to God and everything that I'm working for, and desire. I didn't do it right away. It took me a month to understand fully the idea of obedience and surrender. With help and encouragement, I took a month to listen to God, and waited.

I didn't get it.

I was crushed. "WTF, God?!" I was also pissed.

Since then, I have felt this urge to go out and be great. Travel. Witness. Be. But not in the sense that my friend Matt is doing. I want to be around a group consistently and show them a side of Jesus forgotten. A side that is turned down before it's even discovered.

I don't know how to explain this side, but hang out with anyone of my friends or myself for a while, and you might understand. It's not that tough to grasp.

So... what else is there? When can I start devistating the conventional box of "right and wrong" Christianity? God only knows. Until then, I will pray. I will study. I will be no less that what Christ has called me to be in an envirtonmant that isn't my choice, but God's choice.

I hate being obedient sometimes... :)

"Fiscal Responsibility"

Ok, so this post has nothing to do with money, but I like the short that the saying comes from.

Well, I'm bad at this whole blogging thing, but I'm going to try it out... again. I need to start writing again. I loved it in high school. Then, one crazy day in life, I woke up and the passion was gone. My, my.

Let's see where this takes us!

Blessings