I'm having withdrawal symptoms!
It's been so long since I last had you.
It's all in the chase; the thrill; the exhiliration; that one moment of passion where you lose it all and give it all.
I miss the loosening up of muscles for vigorous activities.
I miss chasing after certain people.
I miss the moments of ecstacy when all is brought to completion - you know it is done.
I miss you - Track and Cross Country.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Burn the Ships
It's been really trying at times. I want to go back to my old life. I want to go back - to running; to track; to cross-country. Why CF? Certain people are called to greatness, and they'll gladly take on the challenge. Why don't You just call those who want to do it?
But I guess Monday's chapel session spoke to me in a different way.
God doesn't call us to serve within our comfort zone, and that has been so clear across this year. Leading the younger youths has never been something I would have kindled a passion for, yet He placed that passion within me. It's not about who they are or how different they are from me, but they are lives entering the Kingdom of God. It's not who they are now, but I believe in who they will become.
And here an old song comes to mind.
Burn the Ships
by Steven Curtis Chapman
In the spring of 1519
A Spanish fleet set sail.
Cortez told his sailors,
"This mission must not fail."
On the eastern shore of Mexico,
they landed with great dreams,
but the hardships of the new world
made them restless and weak.
Quietly they whisper
"Let's sail back to the life we knew"
but the one who led them there was saying,
Chorus:
"Burn the ships!
We're here to stay.
There's no way we could go back now that
we've come this far by faith
Burn the ships.
We've passed the point of no return.
Our life is here so let the ships burn.
In the spring of new beginnings
a searching heart set sail
looking for a new life
and a love that would not fail.
on the shores of grace and mercy
it landed with great joy.
but the enemy was waiting
to steal kill and destroy
Quietly he whispered
"go back to the life you knew"
But the one who led us here was saying
Chorus
But I guess Monday's chapel session spoke to me in a different way.
God doesn't call us to serve within our comfort zone, and that has been so clear across this year. Leading the younger youths has never been something I would have kindled a passion for, yet He placed that passion within me. It's not about who they are or how different they are from me, but they are lives entering the Kingdom of God. It's not who they are now, but I believe in who they will become.
And here an old song comes to mind.
Burn the Ships
by Steven Curtis Chapman
In the spring of 1519
A Spanish fleet set sail.
Cortez told his sailors,
"This mission must not fail."
On the eastern shore of Mexico,
they landed with great dreams,
but the hardships of the new world
made them restless and weak.
Quietly they whisper
"Let's sail back to the life we knew"
but the one who led them there was saying,
Chorus:
"Burn the ships!
We're here to stay.
There's no way we could go back now that
we've come this far by faith
Burn the ships.
We've passed the point of no return.
Our life is here so let the ships burn.
In the spring of new beginnings
a searching heart set sail
looking for a new life
and a love that would not fail.
on the shores of grace and mercy
it landed with great joy.
but the enemy was waiting
to steal kill and destroy
Quietly he whispered
"go back to the life you knew"
But the one who led us here was saying
Chorus
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