Let’s Go On An Adventure

It is 3 am, and my colleagues and I graduate from college tomorrow. Well… today. Whatever.

Within 8 hours we will receive diplomas. Mine represents a degree in Accounting.

However, there is a hunch that runs through my veins. Maybe it runs in yours as well. It is an adrenaline rush that aches for adventure. It is a child’s wish while blowing out his birthday cake candles. It is a vision. It is a storyline that, even if it does not top the storyline in the book next to it on the shelf, it is unique – just like yours.

Do you feel it? Does your heartbeat begin to race? Do you open God’s Word and feel a weight on your chest which crumbles under the thought, “My child, adventure is out there!”? And even if you do not “feel” the weight, maybe you still know it is there, and that is enough to move forward. Moving forward takes faith.

But you see, you do not need as much faith as you may think. Christ termed a mustard seed’s worth as moving a mountain. Here is the best part though: Jesus is talking to you! He is talking to me! He is speaking into that very dose of epicness that is flowing through our veins. He is saying, “Forget how much faith you think you have or do not have. Just… move forward!”

I do not know about you, but I have prayed many a prayer towards the direction of my life. We all do now and again. But there is something special about tomorrow, or… today… *head scratch* Something defining. Whatever the ultimate storyline of my life is, I am willing to take a bet that this is the turning point that God’s plotline in my life has been waiting for.

So friends, whatever the future holds, let us be brave! May our prayers be larger than our dreams, and our dreams larger than our realities! Let us open God’s Word with childlikeness afresh and approach His presence with boldness, confidence, and security. These are the things concealed and presented to us within the gift of salvation.

So how about it?

Let’s go on an adventure!

Warrior Poet’s Log – May 12th, 2016

These are the nights that define us. When the enemy surrounds us in our darkest hour, to whom will we turn? Will we flinch or will we raise the banner? Will we stand when all else fall? Will we grit our teeth and charge into the abyss of uncertainty with complete certainty in our God? Many claim a testimony of gained growth in Christ after doubting outside the courts of weighty trial, but such a testimony pales in comparison to those who stand firm beside their Lord in the center of hell’s jury.

These are the nights that define us. When everything within threatens to cry, do we squelch the tears and shout for victory though no victory be in sight? Victory that is seen requires no faith, but without faith it is impossible to please Him, therefore it is in our darkest hour that our true faith is revealed. And as our good Lord asked, “When the Son of Man cometh, will He find faith on earth?”

These are the nights that define us. And this is the night that will henceforth define me. I have cried my way to crosses before, but not tonight. No, this time I accept the nails as my friends. I do not and cannot see my Lord’s plan, but I accept my present fate with a wry grin and a growl in my soul. Though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be swept into the midst of the sea, I will not fear. I trust my God to the end. His will be done and His kingdom come. Amen, and amen.

Important Sidenote

It’s on my agenda to write the detailed story of how God has been working in my heart, but for the time being, classes are hitting me hard and there are other writing projects in the works.

Until then, I shall state the bottom line:

God is leading me to the foreign mission field and I have been accepted as Graduate Assistant into PCC’s Masters of Divinity program.

God is so good, guys! SO good… I’ll explain later in more vivid detail. 😉

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Nevermind, Cap

Okay, so… I’m going back on something, and this Captain America GIF is to somewhat convey the awkwardness of it, meanwhile, add some awesomeness (because he’s just that cool).
The Hand on Face Pondering Look
Posting every Saturday is turning out to be extremely difficult, and it will continue to be, especially in the up and coming semester. Furthermore, one thing I’m intending to do this next semester is working extremely hard on Saturdays so that on Sunday I can just chill with literally no game plan except Church, time with God, time with friends, food, and rest.

That being said I’m cutting out the weekly posting thing. I have some pretty cool posts in the works, but I don’t want to rush anything or post something that’s sub-par. I want every post to be genuine, well thought through, edited, and revised until it’s the best it can be.

I’ll keep on writing on posting, but not systematically. Just being real.

Here’s one more Captain America GIF to close us out…Pulling Airplane.gif
#lifegoals #givemeafewworkouts

Four-hundred Days

Four-hundred days.

That is almost how long it’s been since I last posted, and I can honestly say that it is crazy how much has happened in the past four-hundred days.

I considered writing an insanely long update about everything that has transpired, but to be frank, I don’t think that that would be worth it. A tiny nugget of summary may be worth more than a truck load of information.

So.. if I were to describe the past four-hundred days in two words, what would they be?

Roller. Coaster.

The biggest contributor to the ups has been the sheer fact that I have never dropped consistent time with God every day. The biggest contributor to the downs has been the sheer fact that though the discipline has been daily, some days it has only added up to maybe five minutes…

What’s interesting, however, is reading back on a bunch of my old posts prior to four-hundred days ago. As I read them, I think to myself, “Wow, life sounds like it was epic!” Yet the truth is that God was only being God in my life. There’s nothing else to it.

Have I grown spiritually since four-hundred days ago? Short answer: yes, but to be frank, I believe there may be a difference between growing and maturing. God has taught me many lessons. He has opened many doors that back then were locked shut. He has given me more insight into different areas of life. Have I grown? Eh… Have I matured? Yes.

None the less, I want to clarify a big reason why I’m picking up The Traveler’s Overflow all over again. God is on the move in my life and in my friend’s lives. I adore the poem The Hound of Heaven by Francis Thompson because that would seem to describe the past four-hundred days quite well. God is literally hunting me down. Actually. Clarification. God has hunted me down. His finished work on the cross is complete, and I am thankful that as Paul says in Ephesians 1:11-14, we are sealed with the Holy Spirit, and we have an inheritance that cannot be taken away! Praise God!

The Traveler’s Overflow serves as a creative outlet for what God is doing in my life, and I really want what He does to go down on record. I have been writing since 2013, and though I have many journals, this journal specifically has provided some of the finest land-markers for times and seasons of my life. I haven’t given much detail into any specifics on the past four-hundred days, but I trust that all of my posts to follow will shed some light on things that have happened. I love to write poetry, stories, music, etc, and it will all play a part.

I do want to commit to posting. Discipline is a part of life, and there are many blessings none of us would have without discipline. I will try and post something weekly by 11 pm (Central Time Zone), Saturday night.

Not many people keep up with my writings, but to those few who do, I pray you’re blessed.

Update From the East Side

I know I said in my last post that I wouldn’t write for four months, but I have a few spare minutes in Starbucks with my teammate’s laptop, so…

For the past month, I have been traveling all over the Middle Colonies as a representative for Pensacola Christian College on Proclaim’s Drama Ministry Team. We have been doing services in many Churches and Youth Groups almost every day except Monday. It has been a blur, to say the least, and God has been flooding me with wisdom from Pastors and elders.

What has God been teaching me thus far?

The first and greatest commandment is to love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. And 1st John says that we love Him because He first loved us.

If you water a plant and keep it under sunlight, it can’t help but grow. Therefore, the key to spiritual growth is to constantly be watered by the Word of God, focusing on the Light of the world.

I know it’s simple, but I’d rather get my master’s in Christianity 101. #win

Fare Thee Well

Simply put, I will not have time to post as I finish up this college semester, and I will not have time to post this summer as I will be traveling on a summer drama team. These things being said, what will I write about considering this will be my final post for maybe four months?

I will write about Jesus.


One of the most basic facts about the Word of God is that it reveals His love. Jesus Christ and Him crucified is the centerpiece of all Scripture. Why His crucifixion? Because it sets the context of His love! He loved us such much that the Father sent His only begotten Son to bear His wrath towards our sin! He loves you, and He loves me. It’s simple, but it’s true. Yet somehow, this is something that I have struggled with..

I am never good enough! I am never smart enough! I am never disciplined enough! I could have done this more excellent! I could have said that more plain! I could have been more kind! I could love Jesus more! I must sacrifice more!

I am a child of God, and Jesus Christ, as weird as it is to say, is my spiritual brother. Therefore, Christ’s Father is my Father. He has given me commands on how to live my life, beginning with, “Love Me with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength!” Honestly, that’s a hefty command, and without obeying that command first, none of the other commandments will follow. Yet because I have fallen short..

God, I am a failure!

It’s sad as I type that, because even though that statement reflects my heart before God worked in my life, I am still tempted to believe it. Here’s the thing, this is why we must understand that everything in life comes back to Jesus and His Word! Why?! Because our success is not determined by our track record, but by Jesus’ track record! We will all fail time and time again! We will all fall short! Yet every day when the Father looks at us, He sees the righteousness of His Son!


This is the beauty of the Christian life: we do not obey to earn the Father’s approval; we obey because Christ has earned the Father’s approval. We may be chastened, but we will never be destroyed. We may be rebuked, but we will never be cast away! We may fall, but we will never be forced to stay down!

Yes, we will all stand before the judgement throne and everything we have ever said or done will be brought into account, but as my track record is listed off, my eyes will be fixed on the scars in my Lord’s wrists.

This is why we must strive every day to pursue God with complete abandon! Christ is worthy! He deserves it! The most incredible fact is that He doesn’t force us! He let’s us! He woos us! He longs for us! And when we trip and stumble when running after Him, we will not be remembered by our trips and falls!


I was dying in the prayer closet around a week ago, arguing that statement with God, “I am a failure!” “No, you are not.” “Hah! Yeah, right! Remember my laziness this past week?! Remember that comment I said?! Remember that person I neglected?! Tell me how I am not a failure!” Instantly a picture came to my mind of Jesus showing me the holes in His hands were nails went through. “This is why you are not a failure..”


I have one desire for these next four months: more of Jesus. In spite of how weird C. J. Murray is, Jesus is faithful. I am thankful for my Lord and Savior. I can never love Him too much, and when my love for Him falls short, His love for me never falls short.

What a wonderful thought!

Fare thee well, all.