The gauntlet has been thrown!

It has almost been three full weeks since my arriving here.  And lets be honest, its felt like much longer than that. I haven't been able to capture these last weeks into words, and not sure I can even yet.
This has been a magnanimously overwhelming week.  God has decided to begin the relentless process of destabalizing many of my personal walls, and has placed very purposely certain people in my life to accomplish this with a fever I have yet otherwise to see.
I came here with the intention  of transformation, I came here with the mindset of surrender, and not with the intentions of leading, and I find myself always in a position of leadership, either on our morning run,  or in the dorms.
However, I could easily say that I am in the best shape I have ever been in my life.  We get up at 5am, we're out on the ANVIL by 5:30AM pumping out Navy calisthenics, and then off to a three mile run.  It is amazing!
As I am writing this I find myself falling short of my own expectations, unable to capture the true picture of all that's happened in mere words.
This has been a truly awing experience.  Many of us know that in places like this we find the relationships we make to develop quickly, the Honor Academy is no exception, the relationships I've formed here seem already life long, and its mindblowing to acknowledge that it's only been three weeks.
Three weeks, and I have friends that I miss,  three weeks and I realize right now, were I to go home, a part of me would rejoice in my return and a part would remain in Texas.
Three weeks, and I find that even now, there are alterations under way that will dramatically impact the next year of my life in such a way as to radically change my world.

Let me, for a moment, pause, slow to understand that when I say things like "Change the world," "Impact," "make a difference" it is not with a blight nonchalance that I do so, it is sober-mindedly assessing that one person can affect at least one person who will go on to affect one person, if in one year a life is changed, then after 10 years 10 lives are changed, but if I were to strive harder, to make it my mission to touch more than just one life, what if I purposed my life to love unconditionally, to care with reckless abandon, to lead with passion, and to serve with zeal then I could easily affect 100 lives, and those 100 lives now forever different because they met me, will go one to affect 100 more, by the end of one year 1million lives are changed!     \

I came here to light on fire, I came here to recapture my relationship with Christ, what I have found (only in three weeks) is that the fire was never out, the relationship never dry, that I only needed to wake up and realize the truth of where I am.  Now, that I have seen that I am purposing my life to strive for excellence, to have a vision of GENUINELY impacting the lives of those around me, longing for the wisdom to do so, disciplining myself in order to accomplish this, and leading those who desire to make a difference.
My heartbeat is to provoke a young generation to passionately pursue Jesus Christ and to take His life giving message to the ends of the earth, and empowering Godly men and women to posses wisdom, vision, and discipline to excel as leaders who's lives advance the kingdom of God.  And I will conduct myself Honorably before God and man in word, thought, and deed. My heart's cry is to see lives actually lived to their potential, I am tired of watching us waste away.

Semper Honorablus!

When Truth defies Logic

So, one day I'm sitting at Church (cliche I know), and I had been worrying about what on earth I was going to do with my life.  Work was seemingly not an option, school had become a non-reality, and life just seemed to be spiraling out of control.  Then (yes chliche, no fire or visions I promise) an Idea kind of just popped into my head. The Honor Academy.
Five years ago, back in my days as an Angel (metaphorical, so no, I'm not insane, just used to be really really saint-like), I attended a Youth Conference, Acquire the Fire.  This was the catalyst that really sparked my passion for youth, for the hurting, for God.  I worshiped there, like never before, and from there I ended up launching into a radical Christianity that infected every part of my life.  I was so not you're Sunday-Wednesday christian (little c).  God was everything.  While I was there, I took the opportunity to listen to a speaker discuss the Honor Academy, and from that moment, I've dreamed of going.  Now, for one reason or another, it just wasn't possible.  No money, or a job, or a girl friend, it just wasn't happening.  I went to work at Camp Shamineau, and that fire just grew hotter.  Until one very wonderful day (note the sarcasm) when my whole life just crashed.. and then life seems to want to see just how far down it can crash.  So like I said, I'm sitting at Upper Room,   and the idea just kind of pops into my head, so, I hop on my phone and fill out the application (not really expecting much).  In the weeks that follow I just can't seem to shake this idea.  Honor Academy... phone calls, scrounging up the initial fees, more phone calls, conversations, and interviews,  and the idea just keeps getting more rooted in my mind.  Then came the excruciating wait-week.  Waiting... just waiting to hear back, to find out if I am going to be able to go.. very painful.
It was crazy, I officially left the era of teenagedness on Tuesday the 5th of July, reaching my second decade of life (scary thought), and it was Tuesday, at 3:25pm that I got the phone call... I was accepted.
Now, I don't express a lot of emotion usually, and I'm almost never overcome by it, but I was having a tough time breathing hearing that news, I was basically in shock.
However, it seemed that my fees were not all paid. Now there was this $200 Housing deposit that needed to be paid within the first two weeks.  Scary thought for a poor ex-college kid (really college drop-out *Cringes!*) with no job, but I had to believe that if this is in fact where God wanted me this year, then He's on tap for making it happen, cuz I certainly can't.  I had no clue where I was getting this 200 bucks from, and yet another crazy moment happened... I got a check from a friend (for my birthday ): ) The check was for the whole 200!
God made it clear in my head that this is happening... and He has continued to amaze me since then.

Now for those of you who know me, you know how (obnoxiously) logical I am, you know I don't accept ANYTHING blindly, so the fact that I am a Christian probably screws with some of your heads, but I know that this God cannot be a placebo, too many coincidences and ridiculous things have happened in my life from how I am still alive, to how on earth this is a reality, theres just no way chance can make it happen its a statistical improbability bordering on impossibility.

God is moving, and I, being as screwed up and fallen as I am, should be the first to say, no fable can do what has happened in my life and no law of physics can account for it, no psychological theory, or philosophical postulation can encompass my experience, and for that I bow to truth above comfortability, and I am grateful that I have had the chance to see it happen.

Anyway, that's been my life these last months, I hope this meant something to those of you who took the time to read it all... God bless.