Here today, gone tomorrow.

For the first time in three years, I live in a place of relative permanence. I feel the pressures of becoming and conforming to the mold of what one does fresh out of college. Find a job, buy a house, get into excesses of debt and spend the rest of my life attempting to rid myself of those handcuffs. I know that I am not cut out for the average mold, the American stereotype living in suburbia does not suit me. Nevertheless, this is all that I see in front of me.

I have Jesus, and we have our dreams; I felt pulled back to my roots, the scenery much the same, the people have much changed. I am a new person, a renovation of the man that left 3 years ago. I have learned, I have grown, I have failed, and I have succeeded. But the true test of who I am and who I continue to become exists in being the changed and being the change from where the unchanged began.

I can be a new person in a new place. That is simply a task of defining my own reputation in a place with little preconceived opinion. It is where old habits lay dormant and former routines wait to be handled once more, where aged reputations serve as blockades for breakthroughs. It is here where the integrity of my identity will be subjected to its greatest adversary. Stand or engage with the comfortable worn down road of yesterday?

The kingdom is unshakable.
The kingdom breathes within me.
I will be the kingdom.
I will be unshakable.