So yeah...God is deciding to grow me in the area of patience. Its not too bad yet, I haven't gone balistic on anyone yet but my patience is definetely wearing thin. I'm in the worst platoon in the company. Thankfully most of the squad members are ok. Unfortunately the squad leader is about as big of a retard as the plt sgt. People's tempers are flaring very easily because of the disorganization. All of the plans that were supposed to have been made before we got here were scrapped so now the people in charge are struggling to organize themselves. I feel sorry for the people that have never deployed before because if my first MOB was like this one I'd really hate all of this.
They are trying to expedite our unit through the training site so I'm really not sure how long we are going to be here. If everything finishes the way its supposed to then we should be out of here mid February and I should be turning twenty-three in Kuwait.
God has been awesome though working pretty fast!!! I asked for God to provide me with opportunities and already I have a new nickname..."preacher." But I'm going to stick with the old call sign..."Shaolin Priest." But people have been coming to me and opening up with their life stories. That's good but I'm sometimes finding it hard to remember to be patient and recognize opportunities to minister. Its sometimes hard because the complaints they have are complaints you share and when people just dump on you all the time...and I literally mean all the time, your never alone. People are around you at all times. Its especially bad now because the First Sergeant is instituting the "basic training" battle buddy system where you can't go anywhere without a buddy. Literally everywhere! You can't even shit by yourself...
Anyway, I need to be aware of how I'm dealing with all this stress especially because of the reputation I have and the expectations they might have of how a Christian is supposed to react to adversity/bull crap.
Currently the way things are planned and have been executed we are up and doing Army stuff from 430am-1000pm. Btw lights out is supposed to be 10pm. Really all this stuff I have to do is only going on for my platoon. The other platoons actually get time off and they don't waste time or just dick around. Yeah. In the future I'll be trying to make these posts a little more uplifting but I don't really have anyone I can vent to right now and I'm never alone...so its coming out here. Thankfully my prayer journal isn't negative at all! Anyway I can list some blessings!
Good billets/ housing
Good Showers
Friends in squad
Answered prayers
A good internal/bio clock
Lack of need for material items
My phone!
Good Health!
I Aclimatized very quickly
So yeah, just like the hymn says...count your blessings....name them one by one and see what God has done
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Tim, thought I'd checking in on you and see what has been going on since you left the wondrous state of "Azirona." I see that you've already encountered a number of faul-ups courtesy of our highly organized military. =) Unfortunately I understand all too well how incredibly disorganized and brainless they can be at times. I'll be praying for God to bless you with patience and a positive attitude. Phil 4:13
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