Such Great Heights

"Moreover, a man with a definite belief always appears bizarre, because he
does not change with the world; he has climbed into a fixed star, and the
earth whizzes below him like a zoetrope. Millions of mild black-coated men
call themselves sane and sensible merely because they always catch the
fashionable insanity, because they are hurried into madness after madness by
the maelstrom." -- G.K. Chesterton, Heretics

Nothing I ever did that was worth it in my life was without risk and abandon. Nothing I ever did that was worth it was done alone.

I've been realizing ever more how awful passivity is. I realize that I want to be a person who is directional, who doesn't pick everything but picks one thing and lives it to the fullest.

But I can only do it as a team effort. This is dedicated to those rare few in my life who have brought me along to see greater heights. They've pushed me to join in and start something, but more importantly, to finish something. I'm not talking about succeeding in an institutionalized program, but about starting something entirely new, about turning talk into action.

Johanna
For the Swing Fling. A project that will live in infamy, the proudest moment of my high school career.

Natalee
For Finding Yeshua. For not letting me fall asleep in master control, for making sure our efforts wouldn't fade into the mush of dreams deferred.

Bethany
For Roadtrip Nation. For being serious about and working like a madwoman on a trip many doubted, a trip that turned out to be life-changing.

Dustin
For World Forum. For making it more than talk, for all it may, no, WILL, be.