Auburn Tiger bearing God's Image

Its been another week or two here on the plains and its been a great few weeks. Project Uplift has been wonderful these past few weeks, Bug and Peanut who now goes by Damieon are doing great! It has been awesome reconnecting with them and watching them grow up.

Every time we are with them I think of Gideon and Aldo and all of my other brothers in Peru. I wonder how they are, if they are still all living together, if they are still under the care of Casa Grisoles or if they have gone back to live on the streets.

It has been haunting my dreams lately that I will go back to casa grisoles this summer with my MTW internship and Gideon and Aldo will be gone. They could be back on the streets caught up in the addictions of drugs and prostitution and daily avoiding death around every corner. But, this can't be the case. Hector loves the boys at casa grisoles and I know he would stop at nothing to make sure they are not back on the streets. I think about them every day.

It makes life as a college student seem so menial, we are blessed beyond most of our knowledge. I wish I could reveal to every student at Auburn the pain the world outside our doors is in, the groans of people groups both known and unknown across the world are shut out by so so many here. Not always because of selfishness, but because of unbeknownst arrogance of the situation we are in and the state the rest of the world is in. I want to inspire others to help. It is so great to meet others who understand this passion I have, definitely a blessing from the Lord! The first football game was absolutely incredible! We smeared Arkansas State and the Auburn moral is soaring high! The game was a night game and the skies were painted so beautifully, there was no way anyone in that stadium could deny the power of God.

Looking around the stadium as it was completely full, I found myself mesmerized by a simple question, how many of these people, my "Auburn family" truly knew their utter dependence and need for Christ's redeeming blood? How many of them thought they were Christians because they went to church, campus ministries, were thought to be 'good, moral people' by their family and peers. How many were just 'bible-belt cultural christians' and how many people were actually striving to be nothing more than deeper emerged in Christ's blood in hopes of losing themselves and gaining more of our Lord. I couldn't help but want to know who would be in heaven with my and could talk about the beautiful skies the Lord painted for us that day. I know it couldn't be everyone there. Could it have been even half? I couldn't help it, my thoughts took me there, I could not help myself from wondering. Because of that wonder I want to do something, I want to succeed, to do BIG things, to reach the 87,451 people who were at the game. How though. Starting small, intentionally pursuing peers, being involved and hell being over-involved because I want to reach more people than I should be able to! That is what being an Auburn Tiger bearing God's image and in light of that acting on it is to me.