I’ve learned volumes in the past year
and a half about who Christ really is and what my God is all about.  I
graduated from Liberty University this past December, but in my mind I
was like “now what.”  I truly believe with my whole heart that the
Christian life is far more than being comfortable. I believe the Lord
has called us to truly count the costs of what it means to be His
disciple. I’ve decided I don’t want the “American Dream.” I don’t want
earthly success and acclaim. I don’t want some regular 9 to 5 job with
little purpose or no passion involved. I want to follow Christ and to
be obedient to the Spirit when He guides me. I want to pour my life
into my family, friends, and all other relationships. I want to
minister to young people. I want to live with passion and purpose. I
don’t want to be like the many of people that unintentionally
discourage me when they say things like: live it up while your young
cause before long you’ll have a family and responsibilities or I miss
the good ole days when I was young or the many other things that sound
so similar. Why can’t my whole life be a Christ-lead adventure full of
joy and peace and excitement. Why does it ever have to end? I believe
it does not ever have to end. I believe you can find a wife that fits
you so well that you now have a team that can take on more for Christ.
I believe that Christ has called us to a life Above and Beyond the
norm. A life to be lived to its fullest. Because a life sold out for
Christ is the ONLY way to truly live to truly be alive.
 


I have a college degree…check. But now what do I do. Well for the
next few months it’s serving people at a Christian youth camp and
retreat center, raising support, and allowing the Lord to prepare and
equip me for the WR. I only have about a year and a half planned of my
life…prep for the WR and the WR itself…and I believe there will be
many twist, turns, and excitement along the way. I love not “knowing”
how my life is gonna turn out. I just want to be open to the Word and
obedient to the Holy Spirit.
– Chris