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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A Prayer

God, you remember this journal! You remember all of those wonderful things which You posted through me. You remember the words that were shared and the heart that was poured out! You remember it all much better than I do.

Make this journal a public testament to Your grace. Remake and reboot this according to what You are doing in my life. I pray that the world would see nothing short of Jesus Christ and Him crucified. May they see what is possible if we lay our lives before You and let You call all the shots.

Give me poems that I never thought I could conjure…
Give me stories that reflect the dreams I’ve forgotten…
Give me music that I thought had altogether left my veins…
Give me testimonials that drop jaws and reveal Your power…

May the overflow of my heart encourage others in their travels as well.

Thank You, Lord.

Amen.

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

Face-planting a Garden

Proverbs 24:16, “For a just man falleth seven times, and riseth up again: but the wicked shall fall into mischief.”

My RA told me a few weeks ago,

“In the Hebrew language, the number seven is symbolically the number of completion. So when Proverbs 24:16 says a just man falls seven times and gets up again, It’s saying that even though a just man completely and utterly fails beyond all hope, he’ll still get back up.”


The summer is beginning to come to a close, and this has caused me to take inventory of everything that has occurred this summer and come to conclusions. So then the question hanging is, “What conclusions have I come to?” Well, that’s why I’m sitting on my dorm room bed on a Saturday afternoon, typing about life.

Summed up: I fell a lot! I mean… it’s almost comical (hence the title of this post).

But instead of going in depth on all of my failures, I would like to focus on Jesus.

I can honestly say that I never quit spending time with Him. I have learned that of all the disciplines in life that must be kept up no matter what, it’s time with God. If that slips, everything slips. That being said, in everything that happened over the summer, God always had ammunition to keep me keeping on.

God was faithful all the way through, and no matter how badly I face-planted life, His Word always reminded me, “Don’t give up! There is hope in Me!” And even when I was down in the mud, He continuously reminded me that He answers prayer, both big prayers as well as small prayers.

Hindsight is always hilarious because you can sometimes see God’s sense of humor a whole lot better when you’re not being dragged through the dirt on the back of a metaphorical four-wheeler. God knows exactly what we need and when we need it, and He’ll do whatever it takes to do what’s best for us because He loves us. And in the context of everything that He has done for us, you can’t help but laugh at the situations He’s brought along in our lives.


It’s true. This summer I face-planted a garden. But I find it a very beautiful garden if you ask me. It smells of God’s grace and portrays His love. I look back and laugh because He knew that I needed this summer to show me many things about myself as well as other people. How that will come into play in the future, I don’t know, but I do look forward to seeing Jesus prove Himself more and more faithful with each passing day.

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