Dear Wife,

So this is a poem I wrote to my future wife:

To the only women
Who has my whole heart
Nothing can keep me apart
To be away from you

Is like having no air
Your eyes are like the starlit night
Your touch like my heartbeat
I cannot survive without it

Your body is like nothing I have ever felt
It like pure love every time we touch
I never wanna stop
When out lips are locked

You lips are like honey
Each kiss is sweeter than the last
You are my world and my princess
And I am you knight to bless

You are my joy
To make you happy
Is what I live for
To hold you in my arms

To shelter you from all harm
I am you protector
Feel safe with me
I will always forever be

In your hand is mine
Your's for life
My beautiful
My wife..

I hope that she gets to read it someday...

My Recent Thoughts

I have just been thinking lately about our lost generation. How sad it is that this is Publish Postall most of them have know. To be spiritually blinded for so long is such a tragedy. It pains me to watch young women defile themselves for the satisfaction they need to have to God! I am so righteously angry at the males who have fallen into this since of "Manhood" the world portrays, big muscles, a jock, an treats women like a car. Use them up till they break down and then go get another. Women and no to be treated like things. Next to God they are the most precious thing in our lives. I go to a website www.stickam.com. It's like my video blog. I get on for like 20-30min a day. Other people have them. There are these girls that have like peep shows and chat rooms that talk about the most discusting things i have ever heard. We need to reach the generation where they are, the internet. I think someone should start a web-based minisrty for teens and young adults that goes out to the internet and witnesses online. That would be so cool. Just a thought. Oh and the reason for the picture...I like it lol.

More to Music

People should be critical thinkers and observe what they put into there heads Christian or not I listen to a lot on "secular" music but I research the band and make sure they are not harmful to my spirit before is pursue there music I hate when people just slap the Christian label on there music and people are like this is a good Christian band just because they have a Christian tittle.

To just take music at face value and not look into what you put into your mind is Cultural Suicide. To just blankly take in lyrics and junk is foolish. I will say that genres of music that are more"Christian" than others. But that does not mean that Christians should be confided to gospel and worship songs only. They should go out into all genres and use the testimony to spread the Gospel. Now I am not saying to not do Praise and Worship music to there just needs to be a balance. There needs to no be an extreme of either praise and worship.

Before someone decides to listen to a band they need to examine what the band is about. What the members of the band believe. Now I am not saying that all secular music is good. There are some bands that I would never even think about listening to. It goes into this mindset. If all music is not unto God then it is evil. Then what do we say about classical music and instrumental.

What is there in the Bible about music? Well there are plenty of the Psalms that deal with making music. What about listing to it. I believe like all other Christian problems we must first turn toward God. Ask Him if he would like to put this sound into His temple. This problem is why I can see the heart around the “Music Rule” here at the Honor Academy.

While some people like myself have learned to control what they listen to there are others that would blindly just put in junk into there soul. So like a speed limit sign is for people who would break the speed limit, the music rule is for those who cannot control themselves or have not thought this through and the consequences to there actions. So why I do not believe I need the rule I will obey it like any other law.

The Blood Weird huh?

So last night we had Wednesdays night Service here on campus. I was a very interesting one at that. Ron Luce talk about what the Gospel is. He want out into the audience and began to ask people what it meant to them. There where many answers. Lots of the answers had many Christianize words in them. Words like Sanctification, Blood of Christ. I mean come on to some one who has no idea about Christ's death talking about the blood covering is kind of strange. I made me realize that when we present the Gospel we need to do it from the porspective that the person has never heard it before. Also that when we save a person they way they came to Christ is how they will see the Christian life. If they got the "Sinner's Prayer" then the have a say it a do it version of the Christian life. We need to becarful of how we save people because the concquences will be eternal.

A Walk to Remember...

January Gauntlet was a time of growth and learning in my life. I have come to embrace time of difficulty and trials while at the Honor Academy. It was another week of lessons and lectures that really spoke to my life.

To hear all those sessions over again. Well I am not going to lie...after EASOL I really did not remember much of my Gauntlet. So when the sessions we taught over again I had a flood of memories come back to me. All those early lessons that I had learned when I first got here all came back to me and kind of kicked me in the face. I was like looking back into a mirror. To listen to the sessions and see if I had grown in areas that where spoken on. There were some where I had grown a lot in others not so much.One of the area I have grown in is the area of discipline and the way I view it. Before the Honor Academy the word discipline always incited picture of harsh punishment and pain. But now my eyes have been opened to the effects it has on my life. I love how it causes me to mature in my walk with the Lord. The corporate worship the amazing life-challenging sessions.Then there was the time of burning up anything thing that is hindering me and my time here at the HA. All these thing that had reminded me of people back home that we causing me to lust and picture that drew back wrong memories. The meeting of the new Januaries that where joining the Core was such an excitement. I was like looking at a snapshot of me when I came I August.

 All those memories of being in a place I did not know where I was. I was all alone. Know one new me and I had no friends at all. I was at a strange place filled with on fire Christians trying to get my life back. I was so mad the first corporate but after a while they got fun. I did not enjoy waking up but the running and exercise was fun. Looking back at the January Gauntlet I was a refreshing experience that I will never forget and look back to in times of troubles and hardships. Over all January Gauntlet was one to remember.

You are Here

So I was just in a weird part in my life...I was neither moving forward or slowing down. I am was  just "here." I kinda felt like a the whole "you are here" syndrome coming on. Last weekend was UPG (Unreached People Group). The whole campus was split into tribes and missionaries. I was made a Missionary. We where given the task of bringing our tribe to Jesus. Easy right? Wrong. We had the staff and Graduate Interns pretending to be this anti-Christian government that did not want the Gospel preached in there country, The Bach Forte. We had to share the Gospel knowing there would be consequences. I was taken to Jail 4 times for sharing my faith. We also had a language barrier. The people playing our tribe made there own language for the weekend. It was fun and such a good learning experiences. We where suppose to sneak into a meeting with the tribe people and Government. At that meeting the government said that Jesus was posion and hurtful. Ater this i became harder on us. But we ended up saving almost the whole tribe. This was deffinatly one of my favorite LTE's so far.

Mountain LTE

The smell of the air, the feeling of gravel under my feet, the cold brisk mountain air on my face. These things and more where some fond memories of my experience at Pike's Peek. The bus ride there was all but comfortable. I sat in my set with my knees jammed into my chin while trying to sleep with cold air blasting on my face. That night, I only got sleep by the grace of God himself. When morning came zombie-like interns limped of the bus. Legs all stiff from awkward sleeping maneuvers in the night.
As we walk of the bus in a drunken-like state we awaited are breakfast for the day. As I alked into the gas station/Burger King my eyes where so blurry I could not make out much but the floor and ceiling. I stumbled my way into the bathroom to splash some water on my face. When I was done I looked into he mirror and could not recognize the person in the refection. My eyes where still squinted,since they where no adjusted to the light. My hair looked like I had been through a wind tunnel. So I ran my fingers through it made it look a little more socially acceptable I joined the party in the Burger King. After we where given our breakfast-in-a-box we where coaxed back on the bus to ride another 4 hours in leg-numbing positions.
When the buses finally arrived at our destination. I looked out the window and saw only deserts for miles and tall mountain peeks way off in the distance. There where cactus all around and sand would get everywhere. We drove up to the camp after being there for like 30min. We arrived and people got out stretching and moaning in pain from the trip before. We set up our sisters tent which was quit an adventure. Then we began to set up ours only to find out it was malfunctioning and had to replace it with a working one.
That night we had hot dogs and s'mores and sang praise and worship song and talked about the Christian life like this mountain climb. That the journey is more in the experience and not in the destination. That is was more about climbing and how we did it more than just getting there. I saw some of the most beautiful scenery I had ever seem in my life. Our Core was fast so we where able to hike around the South Rim and see into Mexico. That was such an amazing sight. It was as if God cut the side of to make a pseudo window for us to look upon His creation. That is when I realized a revelation. That although God did created the earth for us human beings to enjoy it was first created for Himself. How amazing that the God of the Universe would share His creation, Earth, with us! The whole experience is one I will never forget. From the climbing to the top and looking on for miles. To the pain I felt when it was all over. The Mountain LTE was just that a life transforming event.

The Ring...

So I have come to one of those points again. I getting even harder and harder to wake up. The days seem to drag along like a barely hitched trailer and I am just along for the ride. Ever felt like you where surrounded with people that you will never be like? That is how I felt last night a little. Then realized that none of these people deserved what they where going to put on there finger. I was like salvation, it was a free gift that we could never own. Each time that I look at it I do not get some huge ego boost because I have it. I am humbled that I even get the privileged to touch it. Not that I am worshiping the ring I am honored to be apart of what it stands for. To become part of the rank that is striving to live an honorable lifestyle. Now I am not saying those who wear the ring never mess up or fall on there face. They realized that failure is a part of life. That only with the power of Christ could we ever conceivably hold to the standards of honor, integrity, discipline, and leadership. So when I put the ring on I will be committing to not only a lifestyle of honor but to get back up off my face when I fall. To always trust the Lord no matter what life comes. This internship is not for quitters. Not for people who will never mess up or fall on their face. It is for people who want to really become a true Christian and follow Christ with EVERYTHING. Not just a little here and there, but all they have. The more you let God use the less Satan has to pull you back to yourself. The more you become self-less the more you grow in godliness. So I guess I am preaching to myself again. To not give up that it is getting even harder. To look back at all God has brought me thought. To worship at the alter of past conquered sins and circumstances. Don;t give up this is just the beginning. The battle is daily...the War is eterna