Well, I am here. I am in Atlanta. Waiting for the battle of the world race to officially begin. It is the calm before the storm. The deep breath before we plunge into the depths of this world. Its the pause, the final breath before you pull the trigger on the bear that is staring at you through the cross hairs. Here I am, praying, praying that there isn’t a blank in the chamber of my rifle as the bear prepares to charge. I sit and wonder if I will change the world at all? Will I fail because of fear? No. I refuse. Besides. My God doesn’t send his soldiers into battle without ammo. He doesn’t send them into battle without back up. That bear will stop dead in his tracks as I pull this trigger. This world will be changed because my God is bigger than my fear and he has also given me a squad that will be back me up. Please be praying for me and my squad as we leave July 3 for the Dominican Republic.
