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