Through winter's sleet
And desert's heat
The song bird bid ye go
Songs of vision like the sky
As falling stars like opportunities glow
But not one who you meet
Or passes by
Neither elements released upon your back defeat
Nor persuasion convince you or from your dead hand pry
The endless glory of our lover for I can't help but what I live for, die.
11-30-10

The elaborations on the points of the things that I learned during the Fasting LTE and mentioned last post

Fasting LTE

Friday evening the 2nd of the first 3 day fast I have ever done, I was subconsciously discouraged after wrestling with my mind on various heart and personal motivations.
I started reading through Colossians, I had an unexplainable quiet joy that led me to realize that when I eat food, I am not satisfied but when I read God's word, It refreshes and encourages even If I don't know why. I told myself before I went
into the session that even if I got nothing else from God during the LTE all weekend, I could hold on to the fact that God is the only satisfaction.

When I was trying to figure out how to connect with God, I was feeling condemned By all the sinfulness habits I needed to destroy and the Godly habits I needed to bring to life. I felt distant from God. I was getting a little frustrated because we were being encouraged during sessions to press in deeper and I was just wanting to know how I was supposed to press deeper. Saturday evening I fell to my knees in dry discouragement and announced to God that I was giving him everything. It was so hard for me to do. I knew somewhere deep within that nothing else will do, or be. I am praying that God will help me be continuously bringing it all to Him.
Thinking through it, reading the Bible, getting wise council and listening to a speaker at one of the sessions, through the Holy Spirit I was able to understood at a deeper level a glimpse of the value of the importance of being honest with God when I pray. Who am I trying to deceive or impress?
I later learned that there were 2 main reason's I was discouraged at first. One being, I focused everything I was doing about me and not God.
Two, Which ties in with the first is I was pitying myself. Similar to the start of ESOAL for me. If I want to hear from God I have to get my eyes off of everything and gaze upon His face.
Saturday after the 10 O'clock session I went off into the woods in the back 40 and found a place to read in the quiet of nature. I was so refreshed by the crisp cool air and the walk through the woods. Again, I find it hard to describe what refreshed me. I am unable to put my finger on what exactly it was or my tongue on how it did but spending time in God's creation, seeing deer, birds, squirrels, and insects and reading His word while talking to him did it.
The last thing I know I took away from the fasting LTE was that God refreshes, recharges, renews, and reveals by His Word and His nature in the most still and quiet situations not the busy loud ones so much. I am learning how to just quiet my heart before him, adore and listen.

Some inscriptions regarding the Fasting LTE

This is the first time I have done a 3 day fast from food and talking. I can wrap the experiences I had and the things I learned during the Fasting LTE into four points, which I have listed below.
I learned in a sense deeper than words, that:
I need to bring everything, every thought, every item and every notion of personal possession to God
I need to be honest with God in prayer
I need not focus on myself or pity myself but focus on God
Spending time with God in His Word and His creation is refreshing beyond explanation
I think that fasting is monumentally purposed for developing the proper mindset God wants a person to have. In my opinion, fasting is directly connected to getting closer to God because God wants you to be learning from Him and God wants not only to speak to you but He desires that you hear from Him when He is speaking and not just that but He wants it to change you and that change will give birth to healthy habits and a Godly lifestyle. So, in order to get closer intimately to God a person needs to spend time with Him and connect with Him by not only listening but responding as well and the only way to do this is to have the proper mindset which I believe God uses fasting for. Those who fast from food are choosing to put to death the deeds of the body in a way. I don't necessarily think that is what that verse was meant to portray when Paul said in Romans 8:13 that if you live according to the flesh you will die but if by the spirit you put to death the deeds of the body you will live. I do think this verse is huge, but not for my specific point here but I will tie it in. Given that the average person wants to live, I am going to say that according to this verse we need to put to death the deeds of the body and not by ourselves but by the Holy Spirit that dwells in God's temples. Now, to put to death the deeds of the body, is stating that the deeds of the body, our sinful nature, need to die and we a supposed to kill these bodily deeds with the Holy Spirit's assistance. If something is put to death, it has no life and what brings life? Oxygen, water, sleep, and food. Now what if we took one of these life necessities away for a while in order to put the deeds of the body to death. As this occurs, a person might actually be able to still their soul and mind to a peaceful place of openness to God's voice. Therefore leading to hearing from God, which leads to change for God and A life lived in the Spirit with more receptiveness to God. If we were perfect we might not need to fast so much but since we are not a fast similar to this might be very beneficial every so many months/weeks.
The bible talks about fasting a few times that I can recall.
Isaiah 58:6 says "Is not this the fast that I choose: to loose the bonds of wickedness, to undo the straps of the yoke, to let the oppressed go free, and to break every yoke
There is a story about where Jesus said "This kind only comes out by prayer and fasting" I presume, meaning that prayer and fasting will be important in getting a person from where they are to where hay need to be.
After all the words that can be said the greatest truth I came away with was that God is my only satisfaction.

God blesses us, so so mucho

I will be talking to no one but God for the next 2 and a half days.
My prayer is that He would allow me to see him in ways I have never seen Him before and learn His voice.
Bliss

Gauntlet ya

Gauntlet was packed with worship through music, great speakers, wonderful material, fast deep friendships and God's work in many people including me.  During Gauntlet, I had to deal with everything that I placed higher than God.  God cleaned up all known dissension and I confessed all known sins.  I got to a point where I was not exactly sure what to do.  I found myself amongst 300 plus other singing inters all with the general intention to worship God.  Something was void.  There was defiantly something that was holding me back.  I asked myself, “Do I have to be the camel aimlessly trying to fit through the eye of the needle?"  I thought, "Surely worship is more than this.  Surely the God over everything has more than what I am feeling."  Finally pleading with God, I fell to my knees and cried out, "I want to want to want you more than anything else. I want to come to you with everything.  When I finally got to the edge of myself, where I was trying to convince God that He needed to help me, He finally had me where He wanted me.  Knowing that life flows from naught but He, that is the real place I needed to be.  Of everything, I had to let go, and with everything I had to follow Him.  I was brought to tears letting go of worldly things that I loved.  Disappointed, I was when the 4 guys from my room were selected to go to the other dorm.  We were tight even if it hadn't even been 2 weeks and I would miss them.  I didn't really care for getting to know my new roommates at first.  I figured God knew I would have too much fun and not make time to study and get homework done if my roommates stayed.  Low and behold we are all getting along and connecting in ways I didn’t imagine.  Growing closer and assisting each other in all areas of life will continue to develop all of us. I think God will use me in my ministry placement to reveal His glory specifically through God answering prayer and revealing Himself to people more and more through obedience and humility.  I believe God will allow me to talk and minister too many of His designated messengers.  I think God will let me to be used by Him in the steps to get people out on mission’s trips.  I wrestled with much during Gauntlet and came to a place of peace and purpose in Christ.

ESOAL, another taste

God + ESOAL = Land of potential, decisions, opportunities, brokenness, testing and fertile ground for growth.  Here's an example of something I faced during ESOAL when Mr. Stoner was leading some after dark extracurricular activities.  He announced that one person could represent each company for a flutter kick challenge to possibly give their company a chance to sleep.  I thought to myself, "I have to do this, I will step out and be bold for once and let our company sleep or I’ll pass out trying.”  The one thing that I was not about to let happen was to watch another person stop when I know I could go further, especially if God has gifted me with a strength in that area.  This decision might have been made totally and completely with wrong motives but I was not going to risk a lady volunteering.  After standing, I was sent out to the battle ground with muffled cheers and scattered affirmation from those members of the Massachusetts Company who had enough energy and motivation to speak.  Once I reached the proper flutter kicking grounds, I dropped down into position on command.  The mission was complete 125 flutter kicks on the 4 count.  Whoever made it to 125 or lasted the longest would earn their company an immediate nap.  Seconds before the challenge began the facilitator standing over me commanded me to make up my mind on what my goal was going to be.  I pondered while my mind was thinking, "maybe I can out last the other guns."  In an unnoticed moment I decide not to quit, "125 is my goal," I thought to myself.  Sure, I was not 100% certain I was going to make it but my pride was fighting that thought.  I also though about the fact that I had never done 125 flutter kicks without stopping before, let alone on the 4 count.  The total number was 500 flutter kicks. To me, it seemed kind of heroic and maybe if I could live up to my social image of perfection we could get some sleep.  Quite frankly image is merely the seen and what is seen is monumentally microscopic. We have learned further on this whole subject of character vs. image in Habitudes and Ethics and Leadership.  On top of these 2 preponderances the feet of my mind stumbled across the endless debate of my heart and cognition.  I asked the ears in my silent thoughts questions like: What are my motives?  Who cares besides me?  I beat my body and commanded myself saying, “Let it go, you over-analytical, O.C.D., Skitsofrantic, bipolar, roller coaster of a satiation.  After being awake for the main proportion of 2 days I didn't care too much for thinking clearly because it would merely lead to me frustrating myself.  After the fact I think that maybe that would have brought me to the point of BAR and I should have stretched my brain more intentionally, more often.  Whatever the answer or motive, I was laying on the ground with representatives from the other companies within a rocks throw.  My mind racing like Jeff Gordon in last place at a self-sponsored race.

Next, the counting began, as well as the flutter kicks. Reaching 34, I started feeling fatigued.

At this time in my past workouts I would normally push myself to 40, 45, or possibly 50 if I was feeling really condemned and or proud.  But that was not an option in my mind this time because I was full and letting down the Massachusetts Company was not even on the menu.  So I gritted my teeth and grunted choppy utterances for strength to the Holy Spirit asking Him to give me His strength.  At some point between 34 and 84 kicks, 1 Corinthians 6:19-20, invaded my mind with the encouragement that only a living, invisible, never changing, self existing, all powerful, all knowing God, could provide, whispering:  "Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.  In that moment two things hit me: 1. I pity myself so furry much.  2. Look at what just crashed into the active running’s of my mind!  If the feeling inside of me came out in words it might sound kind of like this:  "Who cares if I feel sorry for myself, who cares if it hurts my pride? Who cares if it hurts my back! Man up, grow up, and live up, to all you have been called to, you, are, not, your own. You were bought with a price. Glorify God, you are, not yours."  When I had completed 115 flutter kicks the cheers rose louder and louder.  Even though my back ached from the previous hours of laborious excursion, there was a greater power within me, pulling me along.  I made it to 125 and someone in leadership told us to hold it for 60 seconds on top of that, if we could.  I am not my own.  I offered my body and all of my efforts to Him.  God sustained me to the end of the 60 seconds right as John "The bomb" Rockmore (a facilitator) told me I had to keep going.  He pushed me to the edge of myself as I know it.  Screaming that would generally cause pain brought relief in the agony of beautifully broken, reliance.  One of the sweetest and relieving sounds I had ever heard were the words that followed.  "Ok, you can let em down."  I learned that I need to honor God with my body not listen to the lies that grow self-pity.  God taught me through this that I need to trust Him, listen to Him, and love Him above all else.  If I could relive ESOAL, I would constantly choose joy in the Lord, kill my self pity, push myself harder and encourage more.  I would defiantly choose to be a "Bring It" again and use integrity always.  God allowed me to deal with many, many battles throughout ESOAL and I was tried in many ways, and no matter who I fought God won every time.

I am still alive

I enjoyed some football yesterday, basketball today.
The Bible is literally God's word. It's crazy think about it.
The Same Power behind the Words of God who spoke (the whole world), everything I know, see, think, feel and imagine, into existence have the same power as the Words in the Bible. Yet it is not the words but the fact of whose words they are.
God's words are powerful and The same power of God that spoke the wold into being lives inside of His children. Its quite mind smashing, if a person takes the time to engage their mind and hurt their brain over it. Because the fact that a person will never know everything is no excuse to not learn as much as possible, prepare that person for later events in their life, and continue to submit to the sanctification process. Now their are always balance and consistency pendulum equal Librium's that need to be put into consideration and acted upon.
All of this to say I have been searching, more than I ever have before, to hear God's voice. Through prayer, wise council, prayer, reading the bible, prayer, listening to the bible, prayer, prayer, prayer, listening, prayer, meditation on scripture, prayer, memorization of scripture, prayer, getting more advice, prayer, prayer, sharing, prayer and prayer.
I have peace about the decision I will make and God has been gracious and generous beyond what I understand. Looking back as of now, God has kind of taken me on a trust, wants, and
motivation seeking and discovering journey. I didn't even realize a lot of crazy things.
(more detail will be posted at a later date.)
This is a krazi but awesome lat 10ish days. I just flicked the biggest daddy long legs I have ever seen like 12 seconds ago. ESOAL update will be coming. I am writing a paper on it and I will get that paper posted once I am finished with it.
Life just never stops and says: "hey, you look stressed, why don't you try that again."
The tune that generally resonates from the lips of Life is something like: "I am a invincible frictionless object the doesn't have any breaks and can't be stopped but by God himself, sorry bro." So I stand. Sometimes walk, sometimes crawl, even sometimes I get to running, but forget the number of times I fall for though my enemy may knock me down I will rise. And though I am on the ground I will not give up, I will get up. There is literally nothing to stand on, nothing to hold on, nothing to look forward to...... But the only Thing, Self-Existing Being that never changes or goes back on His Word. He is absolutely words-cannot-describabble. And This will end with a question.
Since we no longer have a temple or a priest that has the only privilege to talk to God.
Do you want answers?
Do you want help?
Its really your choice. He hears. I believe with all my heart.
Have you ever taken advantage of the accessibility of God?

Rolling the hill of my tounge on my fingertips

Hey Montana!

How ya doin?

I am doing ok. 

Business streaks my skies

My skies refresh my mind

Low and behold

The more that I'm told

The more knowledge I hold

And the more knowledge I hold the more engagement is required

For me to be wired

And not to let

My mind just set

In a restless state

Of deliberate emotions with up-tempo heart rate

And flaring of hands

In close-eyed stances and really good bands

Reality is what I seek

Yet the more I learn the less my heart seems to know

As the Meek’s being dwells in the ring

Fighting for the connection that the unaware fakers know not of 

What is it for that I sing

Are the motions of obedience going to progress 

Is the flesh I'm consumed with ever to become less

Have the moments of joy come from earthly toil

Is the country that I live in blinding me with spoils

I sought the lust of this age in a time before now

Where the deeds and the looks and the words showed me how

I chased the wind

I ran for miles on end

I was there for the ride

I was swimming in an ocean of my selfish pride

To gulp for air my lungs so desperately distraught

Could not forget what's not forgot

And I came to place where feelings and experience collide

Where a milk drinking baby found out meat was not what the world had to provide

A beautiful place of realized realization

The Lord brought the baby to the baby changing station

Cleaned him up and threw that poop away.

The thing that is misjudged is the time and the day.

For this was no recent reaction

Done by a reactive hero in the heat of his crime fighting action

And this is no tale of a the farmer or the dale

Most certainly not a rhyme for the peak of the time.

But this is a covenant, a promise kept

From the God over time itself who's Son at Gethsemane wept

Cried out to God Himself as dripping blood he sweat

For the union that had never been broken was about to break the chains of infinity’s sin's away

For the moment I talk about was a moment on that monumentous day

Not a word or a notion could ever even begin to relay

The power in the meaning of His final cry... "Tatalaste" 

-Kileab

It would surely be helpful if I found my phone charger. Come to think of it... I might have left it at Amy & Nikki's (my aunts) house. But because Nikki (my aunt) gave me her old phone, case and charger, I should be able to find the extra charger I have.
Yet, I do not know where It could be... Maybe in my room in Wichita.

Something I learned this morning:

Debate to learn, not to win.
2corinthians 2:14-16

I got to eat this morning;

4 biscuits (with butter & jelly)
Scrambled eggs (with pepper and ketchup)
Raisin bran granola cereal (with milk)
Grits (with raisin's & brown sugar)

I still felt Hungry after breakfast.

Last night during worship and prayer I got an idea from somewhere or a revelation from the Holy Spirit.

I have have had so many thoughts and questions about where The line is: in-between enjoying food and making it an idol.

The revelation I received was a reminder that Food and everything created from the beginning of time was made to bring God Glory and to allow us to enjoy Him forever

The Fast Day

Today is a Teen Mania wide fasting event.  Meaning, I have not eaten since last night and neither have all of the other interns or staff.
This morning we had a training by an obnoxious (doesn't mean it’s bad), passionate, knowledgeable, 54 year old that doesn't look it.  This man taught all sorts of useful stuff from the gospels. I took notes on my Ipad so I will post my notes they are rough and may not make sense but his stuff was really goooooood.
We have an encounter service at 8:30 I believe.
 Please pray that God would reveal Himself to me like never before, that I would become one with God in thought word and deed (that my heart would break for what breaks His and Love what He loves), and that I would have a more realistic view of how great God truly is (A healthy fear, an awesome awe and respect for God).

Thank you
-Kileab

Suit Coats, Motor Boats, Dead Batteries, and Fasting

Last night at about 10:31:23 the phone that I use, and call my own, was abruptly turned off in mid-conversion by a force, commonly referred to as Dead Battery.  I was on the phone with the mother of mine.
and out of the darkness the Dead Battery struck.  Shocked and befuddled by the circumstances, I raced back to my room in a furry of power walking frenzy, all to be shot down by Mr. Misplaced Phone Charger who told me straight up that I would not be able to overcome the force of Dead Battery until I found the Savior of the situation, Sir PhoneChargerCord.
I looked for him in the Cafe, I looked for him by my bed, I looked for him in my backpack, I looked for him in my office, I looked for him in the bathroom, I looked for him in my hair and all the effort exerted was used to accomplish 7+ ways not to find Sir PhoneChargerCord.
My friend Bed TopBunk was calling my name, so I went and hung out with him for a while but soon after submitted to a more powerful, mightier, more irresistible calling than Bed TopBunk could ever be.  His name was Hunger and He Contacts me through my 2nd best friend Stomach, who influences me to seek the ultimate treasure... Food...
After a few minutes with Hunger and Stomach I found myself meeting new friends whose names happen to be PB & J, Chocolate Muffin, and Butterfingers who did a great job comforting me and sending me back to hang out with Bed TopBunk until morning.

I am reading the pursuit of God for one of my classes and I like it a lot.
Today Mr A. W. Towzer was talking about how we as the church do not generally live like the invisible spiritual realm is real. When in fact it is more prevalent and necessary.

I didn't realize how much I like to write until I was proof reading peoples papers who are still in the writing class unlike me who dropped it due to various reasons.
Off to work

Blog for blog sake. Last night I got little sleep I was up memorizing verses and before I knew it it was late. And we had corporate.
I am doing homework and going to bed now.

There are many people out there, but family is the greatest

This weekend... I woke up sat with some help from Robert a brother in our room then started getting stuff done on my list. I left about 10 and used my handy dandy gps to help me get to the Buckner Baptist Child Home where I met up with the wonderful parents of my daf (Nana and Bapa) and hung out with them from 11:30- 8:00 am this morning when they left the hotel and the city and the state. But we had great fun and I learned a lot.
I need to be in my dorm in 7 min.
I also had fun with Amy and Nikki at their house watching football doing homework eating Pei Wei and talking.
It was a great week end to be remembered for long time.

#1 A writing from the thoughts of my mind discerning ESOAL and my experience

The Wed. night ESOAL started was led up to by about a day of my innards churning with anticipation.
Mostly the unknown is what kept me anxious, I can't imagine the feelings of the January's who are here who had been waiting for 8 or so months.
We gathered for worship Wed. night at 8:30 and it was a not bad at all.  Soon after we finished corporate worship, preporation for ESOAL started.  Although many thought it was officially ESOAL starting it was indeed not for a spell before the actual ESOAL began.  During the hours following worship we as a company of 41 persons cleaned up all the chairs with 3 other company's in the auditorium.  Those chairs would not be pulled back out for another good 5 days.  After cleaning up chairs with 100+ people, which goes very fast, we did some excersise and abb work out and thats when lots of people including myself started to realize this was going to be a long few days, especially if we did not engage our minds.  We were ordered to go to various places after this and ultimatly ended up on the Anvil where the basketball courts are.  The courts had been sprayed down and many of the facilitators thought it was rain but either way, all of the companies got to lay down and sleep in water for a couple hours.  It got cold, I was a bit shivered because I had nothing but my sleevless under armour which dries fast but also cools a person down in the process.  After finding various ways to stay close to other guys using the what I like to call "Move Coals Close Together And Make Everyone Warmer" Effect, we proceeded to the football feild.  At the Football Feild everyone participated in a Ceremonial type deal where the Majors where introduced and the traditions were carried out.  At this the announcment was made ESOAL had officially started. 
Boy Howdy, did we know not what we were in for... To Be Continued

Today, I have gone to trailer club, learned about brothers, have gone to Habitudes class and learned more about taking time ton feed myself, not just constantly pouring out, and I have gone to a mens class where I learned about angels and the devil and how the devil wants us to believe that our sin is who we are. But we are free in Christ.
I had some quiet time and laundry time and now I have a new record for the biggest baked tater I have ever eaten. Off to make some phone calls. I need to journal on ESOAL.
It will come

TIme to go to Supper.

Some say Dinner some say Supper some say Food.
I Say supper and If I had to choose a name for my child I would choose Dinner over Supper.
I am hungry and I am feeling a cold coming on.
I need to see if I can find some time this weekend to go visit my Grandparents in Dallas.
Homework for Habitudes will be done tonight and the Character Class I missed because of ESOAL I will need to make up.
I tried Coffee in Baked Apple oatmeal this afternoon while making phone calls.
It was quite wonderful.
I made 86 calls today and Robert made 117. That is unreal.
God is Good and I can't seem to get full.
Pray for my breathing, it seems a little difficult lately and I think I have a swolled Lymph node under my right nipple, it stings.
Off to Dupper, And or Sinner depending on how you look at it.

God is showing me that I need to always be a learner.
I need to get to my ministry placement. Go GELD.
This is for you Kodi.

During ESOAL, there will be a number of video’s of ESOAL put on the following blog:

trailerclub.blogspot.com

Today I woke up by a young man named David from Minnesota telling me that I had been left alone in a house while everyone went to church. While I was deep in slumber, in a very comfy bed with a very soft blanket engulfing my body the rest of my core left and forgot I was in the room I was in, in the house we are staying at this weekend, in Dallas.
But its all good I found no trouble getting out of bed.
I borrowed some nicer dress shorts form Marcus "The carcass" Nickerson (commonly referred to as Marcus the Carcass because he died to himself and the life that is in him is the life of Christ (A man of higher standards) and a deep green polo from an adopted core member John "The walking talking, beat boxing, sing-a-longing, musically intrigued, inclined and straight up Godly defined, heart soul and mind of a man with a bind, to the Holy Spirit, Spouting encouragement and let'n em hear it." Rockwell
We drove for seconds upon seconds and after stopping to ask for directions 4 times and roughly using the online map we printed off, and a little bit of faith, fun, flutes, and endurance we stumbled in to the church all to find out that we were too late and could not attend the service because of the fire code's limitations on the limit of people in the auditorium.
So, we decided to go to the bathroom and pray in one of the many prayer rooms that the church had.
5 guys (Marcus, John, Arvind, David, and Me) found ourselves praying for about 50 min for the members of the church and their leaders and their and our heart and praying scripture. It was really good.
After we prayed I talked to the guys about heaven and eternity and due to some Core Advisor inspirational insight I muttered this:

"Time is merely a measuring cup of imperfection"

I have now eaten a dragons buffet and am headed to the 5:00 service at the church we missed before, goodbye aunts house.

I am working on the Global Expeditions Leadership Development team in my monastery placement.
I will be working aprox 31 hours a week.
I am taking 9 classes as of now which consist of classes like:
Character Development
Ethics and Leadership
Worldview
And much much more.
God is allowing me to realize how much time I am wasting by not developing my character.
I am and am continually learning that there is nothing stopping me from living in the Spirit and developing my weaknesses and actually living like I really believe what I believe is really true.
I am currently working on memorizing Romans 8 and other memorizing that the classes throw at me.
The next 40 hours i will be in Dallas and I hope to see my grandparents tomorrow after church and get some homework done.
In 11 days we have ESOAL (Emotionally Stretching Opportunity of A Lifetime)
I am excited.
please pray that God would work on my heart and bring me to the point of total reliance on him.

Hold on oh my little eye lids.

I am tired it is hard to think straight. I just typed up a couple paragraphs but it got deleted when I tried to publish it. So I am about to go hit the hay of slumber.
My sleep has looked kinda like this: Monday 5 hours corporate at 6, Tuesday 7 hours, no corporate, Wednesday corporate at 5, 3 hours of sleep and last night 3 hours, waking up at 4:30 today was unusually long, I learned a lot about how to be a leader in training from 7am-5:30pm and
The unconscious state is beckoning me

18 hours down 36 to go, only 84 hours left

I have only gotten 18 hours of sleep this week and the days are very long.
I actually got to sleep by 8:30 last nite but I was woken up at 9 and our core was blind folded and led to the woods. We had our blindfolds taken off and low and behold we were in a long house where we proceeded to get to know each other better by sharing our testimonies and struggles and it was very good.

Ok, I am a little tired/a lot of tired.
I am real busy like.
I am in 9 classes plus training for 31 hours of work a week not including my personal quiet time, reading, car fixing, support raising, support updating, emailing, blogging, praying, memorizing, excersizing, and all the details, which I am not natually gifted in.
I played soccer on the tennis courts last night after a great session where Mr. Hasz taught about how forgiveness is a choice and shared about his past and how he was hurt and how we often need to forgive hundreds of times a day and ask God to change our hearts. Because, if we wait for feeling or for the other person to forgive we will only be hurting ourselves.

I am working in the Global Expeditions Call Center.
Pray that God will take away any pride that is not from Him.
Kileab

Today we got our official room assignments and core groups for the year and our core had some brotherhood. We probably got spilt up cause God knew we would have too much fun.
God is in control.
Now that gauntlet is over I am the only one left in my room. But I am thankful that I do not have to change rooms.
Pray for my heart and that I will become more and more like Christ.

Kileab

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At the Honor Academy

My first real ironing experience, salted peanuts, beef jerky, quoting The Emperor's New Groove, and Rejoicing in the Lord as we scream WITH EVEERYTHING, WuhhOoooooooooo, WuhhhOooooooooooo, WuAaaaaoooooooooo WuAaaaaOooooooooooooo.
It has been 95 hours since I have arrived at what some call the HA.
I am going through the first 10 days which is what they call Gauntlet. Afteer that I will be put in a dorm where I will spend the rest of the year and also figure out where I will work. They are putting us through a busy first week and a half and I am already learning a lot. I like my group and do not really want to move. So we'll see what happens. There is a possibility that I can stay in my dorm. We have got up at 5:30 each morning and done corporate which is pretty much a work out and a run. Today, those capable, ran 3.47 miles to finish out the corporate. I found it quite pleasurable.
I am learning that there are many things in my life I need to let go off before I can fully hold on to God and make Him my everything. It is hard, very hard, and I have been more emotionally touched this week then any week in my life. Not out of control but enough to shed some salt water hear and there.
Jesus yelled "Tataleste" (A battle cry when the battle was won) when he was on that cross right before He died. His one and only pure unsinnature blood was finally fulfilling the covenant that God made with Abraham.
rejoice not, Oh my enimies for though I fall, I, Will, RISE!

David Griekspoor: The highschool leisure

David The Solo Griekspoor slashing through lane with the fierce off-hand floater his Sr. year while playing for the Wichita Defenders.  David aspires to be as a radio host, innovator and P.G.A. Golfer.