The room has one window of smoked glass. The only real light is a florescent bulb hanging overhead. On the wall are some maps of homicides that have taken place in the nations 7th largest city. Around the cheap conference table are leather chairs given to the city by a large business who redecorated their offices. There were some soda cans on the table dripping condensation onto particle board top. The three pizza boxes from 25th and B were almost empty. A detective stuck his finger into the box to get a last taste of the goat cheese and spinach topping. We were there to debrief an informant who just completed a hairy mission.
The day prior the CI was sent into to buy some weapons. The case agent spotted counter surveillance and put it out over the air. The surveillance units spotted eight separate counter surveillance crooks. A detective covertly took photos for later identification. It can be tough to hide a 500mm zoom lens that is the size of an arm. The sergeant calls out to the team, “Heads up. S-1and 2 approaching the UC vehicle. React team are you ready?” React team leader, affirm. They sat in the van fully suited up with heavy weaponry and body armor, sweating like a pig. Air conditioning is only so useful.
As the CI and UC sat talking, a man walked up to the car. He wore a jacket even though it was a warm and sunny day. He opened up his coat, looked at the pair and said, “Don’t ever (*&%$#) mess with us,” displaying a belt of military hand grenades. He did not know it but a police officer trained a rifle at the back of his head. If he reached for his belt he wouldn’t have had time to pull the pin. A bullet traveling faster than the speed of sound would have pierced his skull, ending his pathetic Narco life.
So, Chucky boy are they motivated and are they willing to pull the pin? No pun intended. The agent wiped his face with a napkin to get off the excess tomato sauce. “Well, these are the guys who have been enforcers for the drug cartels south of the border. Some have fallen out of favor and can’t go back; others are entrepreneurs looking for a new market (plaza). They are willing to kill for it. They have watched their friends die and realize that is a probability for them as well. The way they ensure they are going to live is by fear. The cartels adopt names and have Narco Corridos written about them. The MTV style videso build their reputation and expose their exploits and murders. They are not afraid of the police or the justice system. They think they can beat you tactically and in the courts. Google el Taliban…he is one of them.” Warning: Graphic violence. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZZ_PGnWR48&NR=1
“A man is dangerous when he has nothing to loose and has the potential of becoming a multi-millionaire…”
I was reading Matthew 11 last week and came across a verse that peeked my curiosity. “From the days of John the Baptist until now, (about 2 ½ years) the kingdom of heaven has been forcefully advancing, and forceful men lay hold of it. (NIV) The word “force” is translated violent by others. As I pondered the passage and read commentaries about it, I saw the parallel. Certainly you can not access the Kingdom of Heaven through violence. It is clear that it was a high level of motivation. They saw the value and would not be denied. They were “people with nothing to loose and everything to gain.”
High motivation causes us to do radical things, like John the Baptizer and Jesus the Savior. The religious establishment called John crazy because he was so strict. (read the passage) Then came Jesus who hung out with Narco’s and prostitutes for the purpose of bringing them into the Kingdom. They called him a glutton and drunkard. Neither was true, they were just motivated, motivated to build God’s Kingdom. One soul at a time. Not for personal gain but to please the Creator.
So what are you motivated to do? Advance through the ranks? Make millions? Compete at the highest levels of sports? Build the Kingdom of God? What are you willing to do for it?
The question is, are we going to man up (sorry ladies) or rest in our comfort of middle class America…God wants us to man up and forcefully build his kingdom even if that means taking the risk of traveling to Kenya.
The day prior the CI was sent into to buy some weapons. The case agent spotted counter surveillance and put it out over the air. The surveillance units spotted eight separate counter surveillance crooks. A detective covertly took photos for later identification. It can be tough to hide a 500mm zoom lens that is the size of an arm. The sergeant calls out to the team, “Heads up. S-1and 2 approaching the UC vehicle. React team are you ready?” React team leader, affirm. They sat in the van fully suited up with heavy weaponry and body armor, sweating like a pig. Air conditioning is only so useful.
As the CI and UC sat talking, a man walked up to the car. He wore a jacket even though it was a warm and sunny day. He opened up his coat, looked at the pair and said, “Don’t ever (*&%$#) mess with us,” displaying a belt of military hand grenades. He did not know it but a police officer trained a rifle at the back of his head. If he reached for his belt he wouldn’t have had time to pull the pin. A bullet traveling faster than the speed of sound would have pierced his skull, ending his pathetic Narco life.
So, Chucky boy are they motivated and are they willing to pull the pin? No pun intended. The agent wiped his face with a napkin to get off the excess tomato sauce. “Well, these are the guys who have been enforcers for the drug cartels south of the border. Some have fallen out of favor and can’t go back; others are entrepreneurs looking for a new market (plaza). They are willing to kill for it. They have watched their friends die and realize that is a probability for them as well. The way they ensure they are going to live is by fear. The cartels adopt names and have Narco Corridos written about them. The MTV style videso build their reputation and expose their exploits and murders. They are not afraid of the police or the justice system. They think they can beat you tactically and in the courts. Google el Taliban…he is one of them.” Warning: Graphic violence. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZZ_PGnWR48&NR=1
“A man is dangerous when he has nothing to loose and has the potential of becoming a multi-millionaire…”
I was reading Matthew 11 last week and came across a verse that peeked my curiosity. “From the days of John the Baptist until now, (about 2 ½ years) the kingdom of heaven has been forcefully advancing, and forceful men lay hold of it. (NIV) The word “force” is translated violent by others. As I pondered the passage and read commentaries about it, I saw the parallel. Certainly you can not access the Kingdom of Heaven through violence. It is clear that it was a high level of motivation. They saw the value and would not be denied. They were “people with nothing to loose and everything to gain.”
High motivation causes us to do radical things, like John the Baptizer and Jesus the Savior. The religious establishment called John crazy because he was so strict. (read the passage) Then came Jesus who hung out with Narco’s and prostitutes for the purpose of bringing them into the Kingdom. They called him a glutton and drunkard. Neither was true, they were just motivated, motivated to build God’s Kingdom. One soul at a time. Not for personal gain but to please the Creator.
So what are you motivated to do? Advance through the ranks? Make millions? Compete at the highest levels of sports? Build the Kingdom of God? What are you willing to do for it?
The question is, are we going to man up (sorry ladies) or rest in our comfort of middle class America…God wants us to man up and forcefully build his kingdom even if that means taking the risk of traveling to Kenya.
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