Why i am here

sorry for the spelling i dont have word on this computer :(


Many of you may not know the sercomstances sutounding me joining the Marine Corps. To me it is the greatist work of God in my life, next to being saved.
Joining had always been on my mined since i was a little kid, yes all little boys play G.I. joe and war in there back yards, but i always thought of it as training... but i never realy thought i would ever joine.
my oldest sister dated 2 marines and ended up marrieng the last one. i always looked up to brian he was the big brother i never had ( chris too but in a difrant way) but i still never saw myself as a Marine.
i wanted to direct film, i thought if i joined i would loose that opportunity so i whent to collage insted.
that only lasted 3 semesters it was obveously not for me, i failed math 2 times and was fed up with trying. i when home one weakend and whent to brian and anitas house to talk to them. i told them that i was realy struggling and i didnt know what to do witth my life.
anita sugjested joining the marines, i said that i didint think i could, that i wass too week. brian then told me that he was just like me befor he joined.
we talked for a few hours about it and i decided to go talk to the recruter with brian the next day. when i arrived at my house i told my mom what i had decidded to do, she looked at me and said "your not going to belevethis but i was talking to your grandmother about you the other night, we startted talking about you joining the military. and i just got off the phone with your sister and i asked her if brian would talk to you about the marines, she told me you had just left and had something to tell me"... my heart sunk as i realise what had just happened... if that was not a work of God than what was it?
it dosent stop there eather! while at bootcamp during the crucible i was axausted, food and sleep deprived for three days and the closest to my breaking point i had ever been. we had to low crall while pushig a 30 lb ammo can through a obsticle course, i looked down and saw a shimmer i sweped away the dirt and it was a metal cross, i thought "hey i can keep going, God will help me through this"
i put it on my dog tag chaine the rest of the time and throught MCT. when i got back to the squad bay after the crucible, i wrote my mom a letter telling her about the cross and how it helped me keep going. i never got a response to that letter but on family day she said that she almost cryed after reading my letter, becaus on the same day i found the cross she prayed that God would show himself to me some how and help me get through the rest of boot camp. again if thats not a work of God... what is?


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