Running with the bulls

See that stud on the left?  That’s my little brother after (or maybe before?) he ran with the bulls in Spain a couple years ago. 

He ran with the bulls!  How cool is that?

I’m bringing this up because this week at church we talked about taking risks and stepping out in faith!  We weren’t called to join our Creator’s team just to sit in the bleachers and watch other people do great things.  We need to be out there, giving up everything we have to gain the prize! 

At the end of your life do you want your ‘claim to fame’ to be that you sat on the sidelines and watched everyone else running with the bulls?  Not me.  I want to be in there, running for my life!  At the end of the day I want to know that I left my blood, sweat and tears on that earth. 

I want to take risks, ‘sell all I own’, ‘not have a place to lay my head’ and ‘leave the dead to bury the dead’ as I set out on the Great Adventure that He has called me to!  Bring on the bulls!

(Shout out to my incredible brother for not being afraid and truly experiencing Spain for all it was worth!)