So just a quick update on what has been going on and something to ponder on, (I've been doing a lot of thinking lately).
  So as of lately I have been just volunteering at the church the best that I can, doing some work around the house and getting more and more excited about camp and South Africa. This past Friday, my dodgeball team "The Concussions", won its third championship in the past five tournaments, so that was a good night. I had a good conversation with a student in the youth group about what it takes to be a missionary. Which brings me to what I have actually thinking about the past month.

My best friend and I have really been talking about this thing called "love" and how we have been seeing it from people outside of the "church". Like a couple of weeks ago, we were in Norman, on the University of Okla. campus at a Mute Math concert and when the show was over my friends car wouldn't start and we were on the top of this parking garage and his car was in the middle of the rode. We needed to push it up this hill and park it, not in everyone's way.
  While we were in are most desperate time of need these people were walking by and decided to help, well kind of had to help if they wanted out of there parking spot. But we had no idea who they were or what they believed in, but they helped us get it to the top of this hill.

That's what I believe a missionary is really, just someone seeing a problem and fixing it, or seeing someone need and sharing love. That's what I told that student not necessarily sharing God's word with people, but showing His love to people. I told him that, because some don't want to hear the bible, but they can't help but see love. I told him that you can't force feed people Jesus or the Bible, but you can show them Jesus. My old youth pastor once told me, that I was the only Jesus that some people will ever see.
 

LOVE is the MOVEMENT