Thankful [for FLBC] feels like an understatement. For better or worse, I’ve always been confident in myself and my ability to adapt. Today, I want to talk a little about the worse.
Moving in middle school, being homeschooled, being a PK, and believing I was the protagonist in everyone else’s life—all of that shaped me. At 18, I was very confident, mostly because the alternative wasn’t an option. Becoming comfortable in my own skin required healing and a deeper relationship with God. Instead of doing that work, I chose action and self-assurance. If you stay busy, you don’t have to deal with your problems… right?
“That fake-confident version of me was ready to be chewed up by the secular world.”
I think back to 2008, attending FLBC, and despite my “best” efforts, I formed some incredible relationships—friends, mentors, and lessons that still matter today. That’s where my faith became my own, not just my parents’, and where I started learning how to be an adult in the real world.
Most of that learning there came through reflection. That fake-confident version of me was ready to be chewed up by the secular world. The two years I spent learning, reflecting, and maturing were invaluable—not just to where I am in life, but to my walk with Christ.
I still make mistakes—plenty of them—but not so that grace may abound. The daily crucifixion of my old self is now part of my routine, largely thanks to my time at Bible College.
—Caleb Carlson
FLBC class of 2010
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