Pity Me...

I was mulling this over the other day. When I die, I want people to pity me. Yes, you heard me right, I want people to pity me.
They should see a life that was so sold out to Christ and was so broken that they can't help but pity me because of all I had lost in this world striving to serving Jesus.
This is not to say that this is the only thing that I want people to remember me. I want my brothers and sisters in Christ to (hopefully) think about the joy I had in serving Jesus, the love I had for men's souls, and all the stupid, corny jokes that I told. What I guess I am trying to say is when a non-christian views my life they should see a man that has joyously given everything up for the sake of the gospel.
Luke 14:26, "If anyone comes to me and does not hate his father and mother, his wife and children, his brothers and sisters--yes, even his own life--he cannot be my disciple."
God has called us to be different, lets live like it.

First Post!

Here we are! This is the first post, so I probably won't say much, but I just wanted to post something, anything! This blog is just a place for me to express my thoughts and the many idea that go through my head every day. Well, lets dive into this thing...shall we?