
It's so crazy…serving the Lord is never predictable. I have gone to heights and depths that are so extreme it still has me stunned. In the last 24 hours I have seen mountains and valleys and the God who created them all.
We scaled the Franklin Mountains that surround El Paso on Saturday the 11th. It was indescribably beautiful. No camera can capture what I'm talking about. It was awesome. I took 53 soldiers up those mountains and 28 wouldn't stop till we reached the very top. I was proud to be a part of that group. Coming down the mountain was very tricky. I was the last man herding the slowest troops. We were really falling behind. Before you know it we had wondered off the beaten trail. Things quickly became frustrating and even a little dangerous. I ended up descending (literally) into the lowest valley. I felt the urge to curse rise up in me when it started to rain (it don't rain in the desert!). Then it hit me, I knew where I was. I had been here before. I smiled and rejected the urge to curse. I herded the troops the rest of the way and finished well.
Today is Easter Sunday. Things started out pretty good but the winds quickly changed direction. I get so nervous in new situations. The morning service was very large. With those numbers I knew many dignitaries were out and about. I had hoped to rehearse the service at around 1300 hrs. Chaplain Flash, my senior chaplain, was counseling a troop in the sanctuary till 1500 hrs. I moved from there and shifted to get my bulletins printed. Every attempt to print failed miserably until very late in the day. Things just seemed to be unraveling on the biggest military service of my career.
The Catholic Priest came from El Paso at 1700 hrs. His chaplain assistant did not show up so we ended up helping him get set-up. The Mormon's had the sanctuary at 1800 hrs, right before us. They said they would not need a whole hour and could be done early. They went over. When I took control of the sanctuary it was 1905 hrs and we had to set up the screen, projector, communion, speakers, etc, etc, etc.
My training as a mobile church planter has never been handier. We got in there and rocked things. SGT Sward and I delegated tasks to soldiers as they walked in and we were up and running in minutes. It was amazing. I had never seen a military church service of this size. It was exciting and intimidating. There were several colonels (full bird) and lieutenant colonels (light) in the house. I was so nervous I had to pray a couple times to get settled.
We scaled Calvary and then descended to explore the empty tomb on Sunday the 12th. It was indescribably beautiful. No camera can capture what I'm talking about. It was awesome. I took 75 soldiers up that mountain and many wouldn't stop till we reached the very top. I was proud to be a part of that group.
Both days I experienced God's glory in the land. I saw and heard his children's excitement as they gained a new perspective. God's presence was all of a sudden measurable, tangible, something they had personally experienced. Both days I was leading something I was nervous and new at and found myself learning to lean on God.
I cannot describe the looks on their faces as they exited church this evening. They were light-up, hope-filled, and joyful. It was a new vista and horizon for me.
I know that with the Lord this will never stop. There is so much to him that we do not understand. With Jesus Christ there ain't no mountain high enough. With him there will always be more than we could ever hope, imagine or ask for.