Done enough?

I was given some good advice from a friend today. He basically said are you trying to run away from doing things that are difficult and go back to places that are already laid out and the path is already well worn and easy to travel. Initially took offense to the comment. I started to put up walls around me thinking Hey that's not at all what I am trying to do.

It kept nagging at me for a while... I realized it was exactly what I was trying. I was trying to forget what I can do here, versus what I already did in Charleston. The path for me there was fairly well traveled and it was just something easy for me. I wasn't around when it first began. I don't know or understand what things happened and the obstacles that had to be overcome, to be steamrolled, to lay the foundation.

He is absolutely right about what MY intentions were. God has had to have a reason why I came back here. If it wasn't meant to be, I would not have been able to be here, right now, in this situation. I need to take up arms now. I need to literally stop complaining about how much I tend to dislike some things here. I need to follow God's will and start to change it. It needs to be change for the glory of God.

Maybe this is what the summer was about. Maybe it was to show me all the things that are wrong here... and to change them and make it a more, for lack of a better term, Godly or perfect place. I honestly haven't done as much as I should to get the foundations for a new branch laid down. I haven't really talked with people much about starting a new branch of TI2TS. I haven't really shared the stories about how God is working... mind you I have shared a few stories. But what I haven't done is actually avidly go about and try and get some help. I haven't taken the initial steps. I haven't been listening.

I have fallen somewhat into my old rutine. I hang out, for the most part, with the same exact people I did last year. I barely try and witness to them. I barely try and go around and meet new people. I barely have done anything that God would be proud of.

With this being said... I thank you brother... I thank you for helping to open my eyes. I thank you for making me angry. I thank you for calling me out. I thank you for adding your incite into the situation. I thank you for being there for me...

God Bless

Ricky