Great needs and a great hope.

Part of what's formed in me these past couple of years is in regards to certain issues/problems/needs on campus is this sense of hopelessness ... It sounds like this in my head: "That's the way things are. Accept it." It's usually followed by a self-justification that goes like: "You're graduating soon anyway. You've done your part." It's funny that I speak as if God had not ordained and graciously given me another semester here.

Sitting at moody again like the good ol' days and I just can't help but feel this weight ... Oh how much this campus needs to know good news. It needs to know of something that has been done for it, not something it can attempt to do. It needs a "gospel." It needs news that brings liberating joy.

It astounds me to this day that a vessel God would use to herald such a precious message is someone like me ... so mixed-motive, easily satisfied, attention-craving, full of holes ... that often feels on the very cusp of disqualification when it comes to speaking about Jesus. I possess no ability to change a heart. But somehow, I often ponder the beauty and excellence in how God's done this for so long. In the end, maybe this is exactly why He does it. If God could work through the most sinful and "disqualified" of us all to save the souls of men, perhaps the testimonies of "That had to be God!" is what makes Him seen as most precious. Glorious.

Grant me courage Father.

Fellow saints, pray Ephesians 6:19-20 on me and the brothers and sisters here at Baylor that too are struggling to trust and obey. There's too much joy at stake to cower in unbelief.

It's like ... I almost forgot that the gospel has power to transform, to invade. May our testimonies remind us. Oh that You might encounter us Jesus. That you might become a beautiful, freeing reality. Jesus, invade this campus I ask for the glory and renown of Your name.