Today during tutorial (similar to recitation for my Tar Heels) and also during chapel, the idea of being alive was the topic at hand. I had to argue the existence of God from a biological standpoint in tutorial. In chapel, the speaker shared about his revelation of what it meant to be alive in Christ. On my walk home, I pondered these things. A big part of the reason why I’m here in Australia is because I have been awakened to how dead I was living. A year ago, I could be described as a zombie. I believed in Jesus, I mean, I was a missionary leading others to believe in Jesus. Just in case my bosses read this, I don’t want any confusion. I’ve been a Christian since I was 6 years old. But, I realized I had settled for a life Jesus didn’t have for me. It was like I settled to live confined to the wheelchair of my childhood even after God had healed me (that’s another part of my testimony for those who don’t know). However, through the tireless work of the Holy Spirit, and the people God placed around me, and the truth of His word, I am now alive and well. This thought made me so ecstatic on the way home. A year ago I would have settled for less. Now, I freely receive all that God has in store for me. I am alive in Christ.