Where to start? I was born and raised in California, my parents insisted I join a Lutheran church which I attended for several years, but I was never quite happy and attending the church always felt hollow.
Later in life I joined the army where I served multiple tours in Iraq and Afghanistan I find it ironic that one of the things I enjoyed the most and was best at has been given it's own special smiley on this site.
It was while serving overseas that I became convinced that there was a God. It wasn't any of the Lutheran indoctrination or other religious services that drew my interest, it was the literal here and now of being given the gift of life over and over again while those around me whom hesitated and were afraid died. Sure, most of my brothers believed in Christ, but none of them ever called upon him for courage or strength.
It was during that time that I began to understand the true meaning behind one of my favorite verses. John 8:12, "Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life." I was glad it was engraved on my ACOG, yet at the same time, I felt remorse for breaking the first commandment on numerous occasions. The killing, the fighting, and the loss. Through it all, God has kept me alive in spite of my sins. I almost don't even want to post this to a bunch of total strangers, but somehow it feels right. I don't know.. I've been so confused lately.
Anyways, that's me in a nutshell.
Later in life I joined the army where I served multiple tours in Iraq and Afghanistan I find it ironic that one of the things I enjoyed the most and was best at has been given it's own special smiley on this site.
It was while serving overseas that I became convinced that there was a God. It wasn't any of the Lutheran indoctrination or other religious services that drew my interest, it was the literal here and now of being given the gift of life over and over again while those around me whom hesitated and were afraid died. Sure, most of my brothers believed in Christ, but none of them ever called upon him for courage or strength.
It was during that time that I began to understand the true meaning behind one of my favorite verses. John 8:12, "Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life." I was glad it was engraved on my ACOG, yet at the same time, I felt remorse for breaking the first commandment on numerous occasions. The killing, the fighting, and the loss. Through it all, God has kept me alive in spite of my sins. I almost don't even want to post this to a bunch of total strangers, but somehow it feels right. I don't know.. I've been so confused lately.
Anyways, that's me in a nutshell.

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