Updates on 30 day fast

It has now been more than 30 days and I feel like it has been a great discipline. I dont feel like I have missed anything. That is not to say that there havent been several times where I had wanted to watch a movie but it has never been a strong pull. We will see how long I decide to keep going, I dont feel obligated at this point since my origanal decision was to go to the first of July. I highly recommend trying a discipline of fasting.

Lay it all down

So today I was putting my books away and trying to clean up my room from the four suitcases that I unloaded in it after returning from Japan. While putting books away I came across one of the past journals that I have used. I use the word journal in the loosest term possible. Even as I read back through it it was funny how much time occurred between the different entries. I say all this just to get to the point that my last entry I found again challenging and worth posting.

" Lord send me anywhere, only go with me. Sever any ties but the ties that bind me to your service and your heart." David Livingston ( missionary to Africa)

He also prayed this prayer when he buried his wife in Africa:

" My Jesus, my King, my Lord, my life, my all, I again consecrate my life to You. I shall place no value in anything I possess, except as it relates to Your Kingdom and to you service."
Both quotes came from the book " Walking from East to West" Ravi Zacahrias

This was great how these quotes came at a time where I have been thinking alot about my schooling and direction of ministry. In this time of waiting to hear from Moody and at the same time trying to discern what or where to go. I know and am reminded that God is faithfully at work in my life.

Psalm 37:5-7 I will paraprase by saying :
Commit you ways to the Lord, Trust in the Lord and in His faithfulness, Be still and wait patiently for Him.

I see the great joy that comes from reading back over past thoughts or challenges. I resolve again to work on disciplining myself to journal.

My Baywatch Experience

Last night I went to Carolina beach down in North Carolina. While we had just gotten onto the beach and I began to walk along with my mom and sis, my aunt and uncle and a friend Pam. We had to immediately cross under a boardwalk. As I was walking under it I noticed on the other side that there were several people staring out into the water. By the way at this point it is shortly after nine o'clock at night and is dark. As I come to the people I hear one gal crying and in hysterics. I listen to what is being shouted and there is a name being yelled , Romeo. Well there is some lady yelling at this young gal who is in hysterics about how she should of not let her dog go and should of keep him on a leash. Well at this point this gal did not need to be yelled at. So I approach this young gal and ask her what kind of dog is it, and she tells me it is an English bulldog. ( Actually it is found out later that the dog is actually an American bulldog)

I knew that I had seen something out in the water when we had first come out from under the boardwalk but when I looked out when I was talking to this gal I could not see anything. So we begin to walk away and getting about 30yrds away and with a different angle from the light of the boardwalk I see the head of the dog out in the water. So I said to my family that I was going in and with that I dropped my shorts and took off my shirt and off I went running into the water. Of course it is at this point that I see myself as David Hassolhoff as I go running into the surf. I run out until I am in almost to my mid thigh and then I start to swim. Keeping my eye on the dog I swim probably 20 meters. When I get closer to the dog I see that the dog is swimming in circles and is very confused based on the fact that people from the pier and the shore have been yelling his name and he has become disoriented. So I yell the dogs name and he looks and me but continues to swim in a circle so I swim right up to him coming up to him from the side and I reach out and grab his collar. I then turn and head back towards the shore. While swimming side stroke I held the dog by the collar, this way I was able to direct the dog and keep his head up above the water. When I made it in far enough to where I could stand up I took the dog and held him up tight to my chest. He then stopped kicking and started to licked my my face and was very happy to no longer be in the water. I made it to shore and found an extremely happy owner. Then after giving my info to the cop, I assume for his report, and two thank you hugs from gal who was the owner we returned to our evening walk on the beach.


Pic 1: Coming out of the surf with the dog
Pic 2: Back on land
Pic 3: Returning the dog to his owner
Pic 4: Cop wanting my info ( I assume for his report)
Pic 5: Shortly after my hugs of gratitude