How do you feel after a year of adventure?
I guess I’m not the same. I went to
Starbucks today to wrestle down this reality with myself because I just
quite didn’t want to believe it… or own up to it. Sometimes it’s
hard to face something so drastic and dramatic. It usually comes with
some kind of responsibility attached. This whole Kingdom thing for
instance – there’s no escaping it. There’s no going back. Once you’re
in, you’re in. That’s it.
And so I’m having to stare my demons in the face, one whom looks
like a spitting image of myself. It’s my old self battling with my
new self; the flesh man wrestling to the ground with the Spirit man.
And it’s an epic battle on my insides. I squirm when I think about it
because it’s so loud and sometimes I’m afraid people might hear it and
look at me like I’m crazy. Probably if you looked in my eyes you could see it.
And I knew that this would happen eventually, that there would be
some gigantic collision between two worlds. The challenging part is
that it’s only still in thought at this point. I haven’t even set foot
on American soil, on familiar romping grounds in Wichita, KS. I’m
still wrestling with the idea of it all. Read more…