Intro to ramblings

Well I figured as long as I had this I might as well start writing. Not easy for me, but I've got a good cup of coffee, and 20 minutes, so I'll get through this.
If you know me, or have talked to me in the last month, then you know the burden that God has laid on my heart for Karen refugees from Burma, living here in Austin. I never saw it coming. At the beginning of July, I was planning to spend my summer relaxing, staying fit, working on my place, occasionally volunteering, and essentially being selfish. I was happy where I live, and with the things I have.
Now I find myself spending more and more time with my families, as I like to call them. I need to learn their language. And there is a duplex for sale on Rutland, about 200 feet from them. The best way to learn a language is immersion, right?
As my heart has been turned more and more towards the families living at the Austin Commons, I am finding myself more and more un-materialistic. I don't know if that is a normal response to hanging around with people who don't have nearly the material blessings I've been given, but it has caused me to start dumping furniture and extra trappings that society has convinced me I needed..."But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ"-Phillippians 3:7-9a. Whatever I thought I had going for me, that I considered to make my resume of life and experience attractive, I could care less about now. Get excited people! This is God moving in me, changing my heart and bringing a deep desire to really know and serve him. I finally feel like I have a specific mission to work for, under the broader mission of glorifying Him. In Iraq, the worst times were the boring times...sitting around, waiting for something to happen, so we could react...or going through the motions of another routine patrol...it started to get old. The excitement came when something out of the ordinary came. New intel, a raid tomorrow night-a mission. Finally doing what we know we were put here to do. Same principle here. I'm a new believer, but I can already see myself getting bored of the routine and mundane life of an American christian. I'm going for something more.
If this was terribly confusing, I apologize. I will come add more later. Just wanted to start writing finally, I'll get better in time. And maybe put something together to complete this picture of where I think God is taking my life.