We just returned from a 7 day trip to the Belfast area of Northern Ireland to assist our core group for our church plant there.
While there, we took a double decker bus tour of Belfast. After a 2 hour tour, something became crystal clear…
Belfast has defined itself by it’s history of violence and conflict. The city is covered by murals and memorials to people who’d been killed in a centuries old conflict between fellow Irishmen… all based on family religion and background.
Getting to know so many 20 somethings both Catholic and Protestant in the Belfast area over the past year, I couldn’t help but be taken back to a different time, a different place to a similar generation.
Growing up in 1980′s Mississippi, we found ourselves some 10 years into forced integration by government, and we too were defined by our violence, conflict, and separation. But as schoolkids, we didn’t know any better than to love one another. In first grade, my 2 best friends were black kids. As I grew older, it was so hard to believe that just before I was born, there was a violence and conflict in my homestate that was very real, and very oppressive. As we rode through Catholic and Protestant neighborhoods and streets dubbed, ‘the killing fields’, that 1st grader inside me went back to those days in elementary school.
This is a sample graph comparing linear growth to exponential. Notice the Linear growth happens steady and starts above the exponential, but there is a tipping point where the Exponential not only overtakes the Linear, but climbs at a rate that can only be described as Exponential. 
We lost so much more than flesh and bone….and on Wednesday night, over 250 people met up at our weekly high school youth gathering to remember Taylor and Jessy, 2 uniquely unselfish souls. This spiritual anguish is real… but somehow it was a chance
Today Rachel and I went to the jail where we do weekly ministry with juveniles and college age inmates. Several of the guards were irritated at our presence…not sure why. In the elevator, it kind of all came out… one of the higher ranking officers asked me a question I won’t soon forget
My 34th birthday was this weekend…what a great time! It kicked off with me speaking live at our St. Johns Campus as we kicked off our “Sent” series with a message about grace. Later on, we had a children’s workers party, and I got this shot of the last sunset of my 33rd year. I’d like to stay in my 30′s 4ever if that’s ok…
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