Then one night, about a year into the job, tragedy struck. I received word that a group of guys I had been training had been shot out of the sky and there were no survivors.
Never had I felt so powerless. I had given my best tools and knowledge to prepare these men to succeed on their mission, but in the end, not one of those tools had helped them to survive.
This loss exposed the truth: I had built my entire career—and my identity—on physical training, and it wasn’t enough. I knew I needed to grow beyond the physical and start learning how to train the whole man, both for this life and the next.
From that moment, I embarked on a quest that has overtaken and reshaped my life—a quest to stop striving to prove myself and receive my true identity from my Creator, to learn the true nature and purpose of manhood, to discover the priorities and principles of training for life, and to invite men around me to join me on the same journey.